When I first found out my niece, Jessa, had been diagnosed with a leukemia relapse, I felt sick. For weeks, I’d ride my bike to work with tears streaming down my face. I’d stumble through the days in a fog of worry and then ride my bike back home, crying. I wore my “Team Jessa” bracelet everyday and grew my hair out for “Locks of Love” as reminders of her fight. But now, over two years later, I can throw away the bracelet, cut my hair, and celebrate.
In April, Jessa finished her last chemo treatment, and this past week, she rode over 100 miles on her bike for the Courage Classic, a ride to benefit Children’s Hospital. I was so excited to see her cross the finish line in such a symbolic gesture of triumph. I’m in awe of this sweet girl.
Who are you proud of in your life?