To be completely honest, my life was turned upside-down in March. My Aunt Meredith or Aunt Mer to me or Aunt Meredif from her little nephew Ryan, was diagnosed with breast cancer. Everyone hears about someone they know who knows someone who has had cancer. When it hits someone close to you, it seriously knocks the wind out of you. I never thought for a second that she was going to not be here anymore, but all I knew was that I didn't want her to go through treatment or feel sick or mostly to lose her hair. I remember talking to her when she first found out and just having her telling me exactly what was going to happen helped me relax. I know my aunt is an ass kicker, and she's a fighter!!!!
From the beginning I had told Steven that I wanted to cut my hair. I had thought about it for years, but never did it. I had the biggest reason to do it this time. I only wish I could see the young girl my hair went to or be able to just give it to my aunt. It hit me incredibly hard that she needed chemo. Chemo=hair loss. I had to be supportive and not show her or lead on to how upset I was really feeling about all this.
I was the flower girl in her wedding to my Uncle Mark. She played Barbies with me. She always had the most amazing outfits on and always new what the coolest thing was right now. She was my cool, hip aunt who I looked up to, and still do. She flew in from L.A. just for the day for my bridal shower and was close by at my wedding. Growing up and becoming a young woman I've looked up to her so much. She's driven, successful is an understatement, gorgeous, sweet, caring, kind, smart, hilarious, giving, and she spoils me rotten, which I really don't deserve, but I thank her for every little thing because I'm so grateful for her.
I was really excited to see her in June when Steven and I went home for 2 weeks. I was nervous to see my aunt. I didn't know what kind of state she would be in. My Uncle Tim and her picked me up from the airport and she looked exactly the same, just with a do-rag on her head. I couldn't help but to cry. I worried myself so much about her and she was exactly the same. I was so happy just to finally hug and see her. I had a fantastic time as always in Venice.
August 25th, was her last day of chemo. My birthday is on the 27th. Greatest birthday gift I could ever ask for. This week she started radiation. 5 days a week for 7 weeks.
Check the girls no matter how young you are.Wear pink!!! Eat yogurt and donate lids. Walk, run, or bike for the cure! And yes, real men wear pink! Too many women and families have to hurt because of cancer and we need a cure ASAP!
Love you Aunt Mer <3
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