Thank you for supporting me and the more than 300,000 kids worldwide who will be diagnosed with cancer this year. By sharing the gifts of your time, talent and money with the St. Baldrick’s Foundation, you're supporting research to give all kids with cancer a better chance for a cure. I've heard no storm lasts forever even if it's a typhoon like the one that has hit my life so I'm trying to stay strong and believe that this storm will eventually run out of raindrops. Life can be tough & seem so unfair at times. I get that at some point, sooner or later, everyone goes through difficult times. Interestingly statistics show the average American family is 2 paychecks away from financial disaster. I pray that you never have to find out how close you are or that you never have to fully understand how lost and broken I feel right now. .in a very short time I went from living the American dream & a relatively normal life to a nightmare that has quickly become my living reality. I am hopeful that the new year will bring positive changes & opportunities to our lives. On August 9th 2015 on the 30 yr anniversary of my Father's passing we were struck with another life altering loss when​ our home to our four generation family burned down. We lost one of our precious family dog Romeo as well as nearly every thing we owned. In the year it took to rebuild our home​ our happy life as we knew it seemed to just fall apart . and it has left us emotionally, physically and financially drained. We mourned the loss of not just our old life and Romeo, but also 5 family members and 2 longtime family friends all while moving 4 times. During this year we nearly lost my mother to phnumonia. Sadly, my mother's sister/my Aunt Jeanne was batteling advanced breast cancer that metastasized very quickly and she earned her wings on 11/13/16 just 2 days before mine and my husband's shared birthday. This was all so overwhelming but in hindsight seems like more of an emotional strength training for what was to come. Because on 2/18/17 my baby girl Jessica was diagnosed with a rare, nonhereditary cancer just after her 14th birthday. The very same kind of Hodgkin's Lymphoma cancer that her father fought and won in 2007/2008. My family has been through so much in the last few years that we could really use a little bit of sunshine in our lives. Our lender has forclosed on our house leaving us homeless. Sometimes we are given hard choices in life. It seems unfair that we had to make the choice between medical care for our daughter and paying the mortgage. As a mother, it breaks my heart to see my daughter cry because she feels responsible when she isn't. She should just be being a happy (if that's even possible) teenager enjoying life, hanging out with her friends not doing chemo, radiation and certainly not worrying about losing her home, being homeless or questioning if all of this is her fault.