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Today I'm feeling so lucky - for so many reasons. I've always known that I have a great family (both by birth and by marriage) and amazing friends, and I'm not surprised by everyone's response as of late, but I am so deeply touched. The outpouring of love and support, whether by email, text, phone calls, or cards has meant more to me than anyone will ever know. I always seem to get a message or package when I am starting to feel down, or worried, or just scared. It's like everyone knows, and takes turns reaching out with support. And without fail, I'm immediately lifted back up. These gestures will never be forgotten, and I can only hope to pay this forward someday.

Another reason why I'm so lucky - genetic testing is NEGATIVE!! There was no sign of a gene mutation in my DNA. My ovaries have been granted a temporary pardon. But the boobs have still got to go! This is also good news for my sweet girls. While they will still need to start having mammograms at only 26 years old, they have been spared being passed on a gene mutation from me.

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  1. AnonymousJanuary 14, 2011 at 10:05 PM

    So much to be grateful for. Perhaps it's not luck so much as it is the outpouring of prayers and love going your way to you and your beautiful daughters. Thank you God!
    Auntie

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  2. Sanchez FamilyJanuary 15, 2011 at 9:28 AM

    I am totally crying! I am soooo thankful for Reagan and Charlie! A HUGE reason that I'm doing the Avon walk is (for you!!) and for our girls (yours and mine!!)

    You continue to amaze me! xoxo

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