When I heard the words “only 30 more metres” my emotions took over. I crossed the finished line of the CIBC Run for the Cure in tears. A few seconds later I was in my friend Sherrie Mae’s arms sobbing.
Within those last 30 metres I had relived the entire journey I have been on with my bestie through her fight with breast cancer. That morning I got the text from Dani asking me to go over and I knew something was wrong. The night we celebrated the girls with a bye-bye boobies party. The longest day ever: the one when she lost both of her breasts. The text telling me she was cancer free. The tears. The laughter. The hurt. The anger. The silver linings. I relived it all.
This story was originally posted on Life in Pleasantville. Click here to read more about my run.