My beautiful sister, Lisa, died one year ago on July 15th. She was 44 years old, a couple of months shy of her 45th birthday. She developed triple negative breast cancer, a breast cancer that most often affects black, hispanic and young women. It is not hormone driven therefore is not treatable with hormone therapy. It is very aggressive and very hard to cure. She first got it at 37 years of age and made it 4 and 3/4 year without a reoccurence. It returned every year in July from the time it first reoccurred until she died.
She was the most amazing person and was loved by everyone. We often teased her about being Switzerland and she never engaged in disputes of any kind. She rarely voiced an opinion of her own until she got cancer. While cancer did take her life, it made her a stronger person and a fighter.
We shared a room as girls growing up--we were inseparable. The only time we were apart is when I lived in Texas, but she and her family visited me a couple of times there and we had a blast. We were together for all the major events of our lives, and she was always there for me through thick and thin. She was nonjudgemental and always loving. She was with me through bad boyfriends, bad hair, and bad glasses!
More than my sister, she was my bestfriend. I miss her very much
This is my beautiful sister Lisa the way most people knew her
Please take a look at some of the pictures I've shared so you can see her as I saw her