Why I Walk in the Breast Cancer 3-Day by Christy Multz
I do not walk because my Mom or Grandma had breast cancer, I don’y walk because I’ve had breast cancer. I have no brothers or sisters that would have breast cancer, I am an only child. I walk for my sisters in the world that are fighting every day to stay alive for their families. I have seen 2 of my friends diagnosed and SURVIVE after losing their mothers to breast cancer. Those 2 friends have daughters and sons that will forever be on the lookout for an awful disease to invade their bodies. I walk for at least 10 other people in my life that have been touched by breast cancer. I walk for my 2 daughters. So that they may never know the fear of breast cancer.
I walk for Charlotte, a survivor. She is a mother, wife and my dearest friend. I walk because I was not with her to hold her hand when she was diagnosed or when she went for her double mastectomy. I was not there when she went through rounds of chemotherapy. In my busy life, I did not make time out to be with her. I left it up to her family and friends that lived close to her. So I fight for her in a different way. I walk 60 miles with blisters and pains. Nothing compared to losing your breasts or your life.
I walk for anyone who can’t. When I am at my 18th mileof the day, and tired, I think of how many women are sitting in a chair, nauseous from their treatments, fighting for their lives. If I can walk and help just one of those women, it’s worth it.