A few years ago my mother had an issue, so she went to the doctor and there was some kind of cyst. She had a few appointments within one week. We didn't know what the problem was. I cried for days. She did not have cancer. That couple weeks changed my life. She doesn't know this though. I'm very thankful she is here and everything is okay. I was only about 18 when this was going on, and since then I have been I have been an advocate for breast cancer research. Anything that I buy, I try to buy the pink ribbon version, I walk in the breast cancer walks, and I click at the breast cancer site everyday. I don't know if I will ever tell my mom how scared I was and how much I prayed that she was going to be okay.