This is the first time I've had a guest post on my blog. My friend Shari watched her mom battle metastatic breast cancer for 5 years. I never knew her mom as a non-breast cancer patient - but for the first 3 years it was hard to believe this intrepid, funny, strong women who traveled, cooked for huge family gatherings and never complained could be going through the agony that everyone knew chemo and radiation must bring. This is my friend's story about why she walks in a grueling 3 day event - why she puts together an amazing team of women and feels the need to honor her mom in this way...
Throughout the years, my mom was always within arms reach. Whether it was setting up my new dorm room, fielding a helpless phone call after a lackluster term paper, or providing that last supportive hug as I whisked off for my honeymoon, no matter what was happening in her own personal life, she never once dodged any of the emotions, needs or complaints I so often (selfishly) hurled in her
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