My journey with the Susan G. Komen foundation started with the Race for the Cure when I was an intern in Indianapolis. I heard about it on the radio, so I started walking the Race for the Cure while I was in college. Little did I know that my world would be rocked by breast cancer about a year later. My parents called me to have me come home for the weekend. The news that they had to share was not anything I ever wanted to hear. My GMA (Grandma) was diagnosed with breast cancer. We were told it was aggressive and the prognosis was not good. Maybe 6 months. This woman was not only my grandma, but my rock, my world, and the glue that held our family together. She took her diagnosis by the horns and battled this horrible disease for 3 1/2 years. It was not all sunshine and rainbows, but she battled. We were all by her side throughout this time. She lost her battle February 3, 2008. She was 64 years old. She did not get to meet my husband, or my daughters. All they have are memories that I share. I have walked in the Indianapolis Race for the Cure since before her diagnosis, during her battle, and now I walk in her memory.