Race for the Cure has been a part of Mothers' Day Weekend in my family for the past ten years. We always manage to drag ourselves out of bed early, throw on our racing gear, and join in the fun and festivities to raise awareness/support for breast cancer research. It's an enjoyable morning, and I always look forward to it. It's nice to have something positive that relates to breast cancer.
This picture is of me and my lovely sisters, Chelsey (L) and Ashley (R). I love these two women so very much.
Do you notice the 3 survivor shirts in this photo? My grandma (who was apparently talking when this pic was taken), stepmom, and I have all battled the disease. Sweet Hensley Grace was a trooper! She was a happy camper in her stroller.
This year, for the first time ever, I noticed a major thing missing from the race - the push for prevention. Y'all, I am convinced that there are things that women can do to safeguard themselves from this disease. I don't believe that early detection is our only defense against breast cancer. Yes, it is important, but isn't it better to never get the disease at all?
Well, enough of that. I'm not trying to get all political or all-knowing. I just have a heart for keeping young women free of breast cancer. Maybe I'll start my own organization - the Breast Cancer Prevention Foundation. Whadya think?