I've done St. Baldricks more times than I remember, but mainly when I was younger. I never thought much about. My mom would help us raise money, and I always considered it as a fun way to get a free haircut (and maybe my mom did too, who knows).  

My family history is filled with all forms of Cancer: breast, stomach, lung; you name the type, it's in there somewhere. Some have survived, and many have not... I've lost plenty to Cancer, and all I've gained is horrid memories and lost hope. I want more than that.

I want to give kids hope that they can live for a better tomorrow. I want to give families the chance to extend the life of their child. I want survivors, victims, and all others afflicted with this genetic junk to know that they are not forgotten, and they are not alone. 

Romans 5: 3-6 (NIV)

[3] Not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; 

[4] perseverance, character; and character, hope. 

[5] And hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us.

Family is the greatest blessing that God has granted me... If I can give hope to other families that endure, then I'll endure alongside them. I've done it before; I'll do it again. Whether you donate or just spread awareness, just know that you are loved, and that you are a light to somebody out there. Thank you.

God Bless!