Here are some crazy facts: according to cancer.org, approximately 192,000 cases of breast cancer are diagnosed every year in the United States, accounting for one in every four cancer diagnoses in American women. Men are 100 times less likely to be diagnosed, at the rate of one in every 1,000. Over 40,000 women die each year from the disease, as well as about 450 men.
In honor of those battling breast cancer, in tribute of those who lost their fight and in empathy of those who have loved ones affected, the month of October turns pink.
Everybody knows somebody who has been affected by breast cancer.
A mom, a grandmother, a sister, an aunt.
My grampa had a lime-sized tumor removed from his right breast. The doctors called it benign and said we could all stop worrying. A year later, his body was full of cancer and a two-year battle ensued, my grandpa emerging victorious. Emaciated, but victorious.
My grandma’s prayers were answered, as her mother had been claimed by breast cancer already and my granmpa’s sister was in the middle of breast cancer treatment.
To welcome in a month of turning pink, this article is dedicated to my grampa and his fight, and to the thousands that are staring cancer in the face, refusing to flinch.