It's that time again! After this whirlwind of a year, I'll be riding again on August 7th! This is much more than a bike ride for me — it’s my commitment to the fight to end cancer.
Cancer has affected so many I know, too many people have a personal story. Here's my story about how cancer turned my world upside down:
In March of 2016, my sister and I unexpectedly lost our dad, our Pops, the first man in our lives. We didn't even know he was sick. Within 2 days he went from not feeling well, to being rushed to Buffalo General and not being able to form coherent thoughts/sentences, to being rushed to Roswell and being diagnosed with Acute Myeloid Leukemia - a very aggressive form of it - and we were left with the most difficult decision we have ever had to make in our lives. Deep down we knew he would not want to spend 6+ weeks in the ICU undergoing surgery and treatment after surgery and treatment. Even though we selfishly wanted to keep him here, we were not prepared for this nor were we ready to let go and say goodbye, we had to honor his wishes.
A year later, almost to the day, I was offered a job to work for the Roswell Park Alliance Foundation. I know without a doubt that this would have made my dad proud, but I never imagined the fulfillment I would get out of it.
EVERY LITTLE BIT COUNTS - you can be sure of that, as I see it firsthand.
THANK YOU, as always, to all of you for your support! <3