This story is my raw journey through the depths of loss and resilience, beginning with the shock of discovering pancreatic cancer through the experiences of my dearest family members and the unforgettable Michael Landon. The pain of losing my grandmother, father, mother and uncle paints a vivid picture of a disease that knows no mercy. The disbelief and frustration of being brushed off by doctors, despite clear familial connections, reverberate through each devastating diagnosis, shaking me to my core.

My own journey with pancreatic cancer became a defining moment—a fierce battle against odds seemingly stacked too high. From the moment I heard those words, I resolved to fight with every ounce of strength within me. Chemotherapy, second opinions, and a relentless pursuit of hope became my daily reality, a testament to my unyielding determination to beat the odds.

Yet, amidst the relentless struggle, there were shared moments of anguish as not only family member but many friends made along the way faced the same foe. Each loss pierced me deeper, fueling a fire within to fight even harder, to prove that we were more than statistics. The fragility of life became painfully clear, igniting a fierce urgency to embrace every moment with courage and purpose.

In the midst of the storm, there were fleeting moments of triumph—running a half marathon, daring to leap from airplanes, and finding solace in the unexpected corners of life. But alongside personal victories, there's an urgent need to rally support. Fundraising isn't just about dollars; it's about hope. It's about funding research that could save lives, providing support for families facing this brutal disease, and ensuring that no one faces pancreatic cancer alone.

This story isn't just mine—it's a shared journey of resilience, love, and unwavering determination. And through fundraising, we have the power to turn pain into purpose, to light a path of hope for those who need it most.