Breast Cancer//photo courtesy of First Class Photography

By Amanda Barandas, Online Editor.

Pink ribbons are here, there and everywhere! October is known for frightful delights, but how many of you have noticed pink ribbons popping up between the pumpkins?

These pink ribbons are for Breast Cancer Awareness month. A few years back, I used to see pink ribbons at my high school for fundraisers and bake sales. Little did I know how much those pink ribbons would have an impact on my life and my family’s.

To this day, this is one of the most devastating sentences I have ever heard: “I have cancer.”

Now imagine, if you can, it coming from someone close to you. In my case it came from my mom. I was a sophomore in high school and was about to play my first varsity soccer game. I remember being so nervous, but knowing my mom was coming after her doctor’s check up put my mind at ease.

When she finally showed, all was right in the world, or so I thought. I later found out that my mother was diagnosed with stage 3 breast cancer.

For the next few years my mother was in and out of hospitals. She got chemotherapy which would lead to her losing her hair; what little energy she had left was gone.

By my senior year, my mother’s cancer had progressed to the point where she needed help breathing through an oxygen machine. She was able to see me graduate, and during the ceremony, I was able to give her a rose thanking her for all she had done for me throughout high school. With everything she was going through, it was the first time I’d seen my mom smile in a long time.

My mom was able to see me start college, but unfortunately she passed away before New Year’s Day.

I tell you my story not for your sympathy, but to connect to those who are currently in similar situations that I once was in. That is why when you see me in the hall, just know I’ll be wearing my pink ribbon proudly for my mom, for you and for anyone this disease has touched. There is hope, and I want you to know, you are not alone.