In 1996 my older brother was diagnosed with a rare cancer I still am not sure what the name of it was. After treatments such as chemo, and radiation about a year later my brother lost his battle with cancer on October 22, 1997 which was two days before his 16th birthday, at this time I was about 11 years old. A couple years later in May of 2004, I came home from school and my mom was in her room crying because she had been to the doctor and he had diagnosed her with breast cancer. From 2004 until 2009 my mother had her ups and downs with cancer. She went from it being in remission to it coming back. She had one of her breast removed and many cycles of both chemo and radiation. She tried other remedies like change her diet and trying this pure water that is very expensive I forgot the name of it. In August 2009 my moms oncologist told me and her when we went to one of her appointments that she had about 4 to 6 months to live. I never believe things like that when doctors estimate people time to live, but on Novemeber 22, 2009 my mother died in our home in her bedroom from cancer. Her breast cancer had spread to her lungs and her liver. My mother was a great woman and fought that cancer the best she could til she took her last breath. I pray everyday for a cure for the monster called cancer that took two very important people away from me. My mother died exactly 12 years and 1 month after my brother, her son.They both are burried next to each other.

ShardaeJames
Killeen, TX