Stories of hope

We asked our friends to share their stories.


When breast cancer spreads, it often lands in bones, typically the ribs or hips. In Pam Perry’s case, it went to her skull. Read her story


That’s what can save my life,” she said. “That might be the next drug. It might give me another year or another six months. It’s why I’m so appreciative. Another six months is a gift to me. Read her story


No one is relieved to learn she has breast cancer. Or that it’s stage IV.  But Kimberly appreciated the definitive diagnosis. She now knew the source of her persistent back pain. Read her story


Without question, when going through a serious illness, you learn to know what true beauty really is, as well as true love. You find out who's there at this most critical time of your life. Read her story


Breast cancer entered my life just weeks after 9/11 when my mom was officially diagnosed. I was 25 years old, just starting my career and all of a sudden my life changed from the inside out. Read her story


Had it. Fought it. Survived it! My name is Linda and I was only 39 years old when I found out that I had breast cancer. Read her story


As the daughter of a breast cancer survivor and the granddaughter of a breast cancer victim, Hanna shares her thoughts on how breast cancer has touched her life, and how the research we support will impact her generation. Read her story


During my battles I found strength in my son because I didn’t want him to have to grow up without a mother. Read her story


When I was diagnosed in October of 2002, I was a single mom with four kids, ages 4, 10, 14 and 16. My first thought was “what’s going to happen to my kids if something happens to me?” Read her story


I discovered a mass in my left breast on June 17, 2011. I had just turned 37 years old. Within 14 hours, I had seen my physician who immediately ordered tests that confirmed my worst fears. Read her story


The crisis appeared on my doorstep in May of 2007 when my mother, age 57, was diagnosed with advanced breast cancer. Read her story


My story begins with a fear of doctor’s offices, people in white coats, scrubs, needles, blood, labs, IVs, MRIs, ultrasounds . . . really anything medically related. Read her story


I now have two “special” dates that have changed my life and the lives of my family and friends. It is a known fact, when you are diagnosed with cancer, your loved ones are “diagnosed” as well. Read her story



Six weeks after surgery my dad and I completed our three-day hike with full backpacks into the Grand Canyon and slept two nights under God’s starry sky. Read her story


Being asked to write my own survivor story took me on an emotional journey. It got me thinking about my mom and my daughter. When my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer I was seven years younger than my daughter is today. Read her story


The hardest part of chemo and radiation for me was having a newborn son and a 16-month old daughter at home who needed me. Read her story


There was no lump, no warning signs, and no reason to suspect a problem. At age 35, Alex had a baseline mammogram and wasn’t due for another one until her 40th birthday. Read her story