I was 42 years old and preparing to send my oldest son to college for his first year and my youngest was preparing to enter high school when on July 19, 2007, I was told I had invasive beast cancer. Imagine facing the thought of losing your breasts and your baby all in the span of 10 days. Of course my baby was only fifteen minutes away. :) With the support and love of my wonderful husband, two amazing sons, loving parents, siblings, and co-workers I went through a double mastectomy, 16 weeks of chemotherapy followed by radiation at five days per week for six weeks. In May of 2008 I developed a staph infection which added on numerous traditional surgeries and learning how to hook up an IV bag and have it drip just so to take a certain amount of time. After that I had reconstructive surgery and numerous corrective surgeries. I credit my amazing OB/GYN, Dr. Charles Giarratana, for saving my life. He did not simply dismiss my concerns and was instrumental in my cancer being detected. I have battled stage 2b breast cancer and am now cancer free and THRIVING. I am still embarrassed when my family and friends calls me a hero or comment how much they admire me for the way I handled this incredible journey because I don't feel that I have done anything special. Every single person who has gone through breast cancer is a warrior. We are all instantly part of a sisterhood and we know we are there for each other to lean on and to celebrate all accomplishments and milestones as well as share the fears that continue for years.