I was a 39, single mother of 8 when diagnosed with Stage 3 breast cancer. I remember finding a lump 6 months prior. I believed it was just due to my hormones. I showed my mom and she said this doesn't feel right. I ignored the lump and continued on with my life. Finally, I went to my OB/GYN who sent me for a sonogram. I was then told they suspected it might be breast cancer. I was never afraid for me but for my kids. I kept meeting people EVERYWHERE who were survivors. I then thought God was preparing me for the news I later received. I remember telling my kids & the older ones crying. One said, " I don't want you to die." I promised them that I would not die from this. I promised to beat it! I had a mastectomy, chemo, then radiation. I never knew that so many strangers would lend support. This time was financially straining. I was blessed by a stranger who purchased ALL of my children's school supplies, uniforms, & even bought gas cards! During Breast Cancer Awareness Month I was honored by some of my children's football and cheerleading teams. I was given a party by my children's aftercare. People offered helping hands with no hesitation. Some days were a challenge but I made it!! So I tell my story 18 months later, while I'm recovering from my reconstructive surgery. My advice for anyone who is fighting the fight is to stay strong, stay positive, pray, & remember to accept help during this time. One day there will be a cure!

ALISA ALLEN
Upper Marlboro, MD