Yesterday, my family was part of a team of 28 moms, dads, babies and kids. Our parent-baby group all wanted to run or walk The Race for the Cure here in Frankfurt. Those who couldn’t be there donated money. It was important to all of us.
I don’t need to tell you how breast cancer has changed our family, you probably have a story of your own.

All of us have been touched by worry, by loss, by the wonderful hope that lives in our hearts and is nourished by discovery and by survival.

There is nothing we can do to prevent every case of breast cancer. We can nurse for a year, or longer. We can eat our vegetables and limit fat consumption. We can exercise and learn to deal with stress. Those of us with family histories can have our genes tested and take radical steps if our hearts tell us to do it.

In life, you do what you can and hope for the best. That’s what I want my children to know, that’s why we make guestures and take steps. Just so hope is always running ahead of despair.

Post from: Babylune