My family was first impacted by cancer in December of 2010 when my Aunt Krystal was diagnosed with breast cancer at the age of 27. At 5 years old, it was difficult to understand and confusing, especially when she started losing her hair. When I first saw her without hair, I broke down in tears and felt an immense sadness in my heart. Having to see someone you love go through grueling treatments was one of the scariest things I have ever experienced. After months of chemo followed by radiation, she went into remission in 2011. Her strength and resilience have been inspiring to me throughout my life. For 13 years, she was cancer-free and even gave birth to my cousins, Bo and Bryant. In 2023, during a routine check-up, they found cancer again. Our family was saddened by this news, but we believed in remission and healing for her. They were able to remove the cancer by surgery, and she continues to live a happy and healthy life with her husband and two boys.
In August of 2025, my family was celebrating many new changes. I started college, my brother and dad started new coaching jobs, and my mom was enjoying retirement. On Thanksgiving Day, November 27th, we were celebrating with family; my dad, mom, and I were in their hometown, Lufkin, Texas, and my older brother, Trey, was in Austin with his fiancée and Aunt Krystal’s family. After lunch, my dad received an automated email stating that results from bloodwork done during my brother’s routine physical indicated he had a life-threatening condition, and needed to get to a hospital immediately. We got on the road and headed to Austin, which was a 3-hour drive. When I entered the car, my mom was on the phone with my Aunt Krystal. She was calm, but you could hear the fear in her voice. I vividly remember my mom saying, “Get Trey to an emergency room now!” When I get too anxious, I usually fall asleep, which is what happened. When I woke up, we were in Austin, and my mom shared with me that the Dr at the ER thought my brother, Trey, might have cancer. Once we got to Trey, we hugged and held each other. There was one point where my aunt, mom, dad, nana, brother's fiancé, and I were all huddled around my brother on the couch holding one another while my papa was on the phone praying. That moment was one of the most connected moments I’ve felt with my family in my life, because we all realized the gravity of the situation. There were tears, but as my papa prayed, he reminded us to continue to lean on our faith. My brother was admitted to the hospital the next morning in Austin and started oral chemo. After having a bone marrow biopsy, he was officially diagnosed with Chronic Myeloid Leukemia (CML) on December 1st. The oncologist shared that there was a targeted treatment for CML, and most patients go into remission and live normal lives. This was a huge relief for our family, but we still hated to see Trey in the hospital and having to start treatments for cancer. My brother is responding well to treatment, feeling good, and his bloodwork indicates he is in remission.
From experiencing both of their cancer journeys firsthand, I have learned to appreciate life more. We live on borrowed time every day and need to make the most of each day while we can.