I will be running to honor many survivors; however, I lost my mother, Arlene Childers, to breast cancer when she was just 32 years old. My mom left behind my father, Ralph; myself aged 9; my sister Christine aged 7 and my baby sister Chelsea aged 10 months. My beautiful mother also lost her mother to breast cancer. Catherine McNamara was the biological grandmother I never met. It is 43 years later and still I mourn the loss of the mother I barely knew and who my own daughter never got to meet. I know breast cancer. I have seen its horrific face. We mustn’t rest until a cure is found.