Loss of a Cancer Warrior

Yesterday evening, my Aunt Sookie completed her battle with cancer. An incredible woman who taught me that dancing was an art (same with my other cousins who had multiple opportunities to dance with her) to be enjoyed whether you could (she could) or could not (I couldn't). Like most, if not in all hispanic families, my tio's and tia's are all known by something other than their given names. My Aunt Sookie was born Irene and it was not until my late teens that I found that little fact out.


My thoughts and prayers go out to my Uncle Carlos and cousin Damien. I thank you both for the phone calls and the FB comments. I now am in a position to help others in their time of need and present myself to you both as having an intimate knowledge of what this disease can do to you and what it is to lose a parent. I love you both and will talk with you soon.