Lennette, a single mother of three boys, began her fight against cancer in April 2021. She bravely endured chemotherapy, radiation, and a bilateral mastectomy, completing treatment by October 2023.

On May 20, 2024, she received the heartbreaking news that her cancer had returned, and by July, it had progressed to stage 4. With unshakable faith and strength, Lennette began chemotherapy again in August 2024.

She is not only battling cancer—she is doing it as a single mom, guided by her faith and fierce love for her sons. Let us continue to surround her with prayers, love, and unwavering support.

I was diagnosed with Triple Negative Breast cancer in July 2025. My world turned upside down and in the midst of it all, I found the most genuine, caring and compassionate people I’ve ever met. People who are willing to help you and be part of your tribe without ever having met you. While cancer claims so many things, our health, our breasts, our hair and even our identities .. it can never take away hope. Hope is what sustains us on the darkest days and defies logic. Never lose hope   

At 45, I was diagnosed with stage 3B triple-negative breast cancer, a life altering moment that launched me into the toughest battle I’ve ever faced. The treatments were brutal. There were days when the side effects were so overwhelming, I questioned whether I could keep going. But I did.

I endured aggressive chemotherapy, a double mastectomy, and 11 reconstructive surgeries. Each step tested me in ways I never imagined physically, emotionally, and mentally. But I kept showing up. I kept fighting.

Today, I stand cancer-free. I’ve got new boobs, a few more scars, and a brand-new perspective on life. Cancer tried to break me, but it didn’t win. I did. 

I’m a wife and a proud mom of two beautiful girls. At 35, my life changed when I was diagnosed with triple-positive breast cancer. The news came just before a major move from Tennessee to Florida and only two weeks before a long-awaited trip to Europe.
Since arriving in Florida last September, breast cancer has touched every part of my life. I’ve faced chemotherapy and surgery, and I’m currently continuing my journey through radiation and immunotherapy.
Through it all, I’ve chosen to share my story, not just for myself, but in hopes of reaching other women who may be walking a similar path. I am incredibly grateful for the love, support, and strength that have surrounded me, and I stand here today committed to turning my journey into a source of purpose and hope for others.

My name is Aurea Irizarry Gonzalez, and in 2022 I was diagnosed with Stage II triple-negative breast cancer after a routine yearly exam revealed a lump I never would have noticed on my own. I had no pain, no symptoms, and no warning signs.

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Through faith, the support of my family and friends, and the incredible care of my doctors at Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center, I fought through chemotherapy, surgery, and radiation — and nearly four years later, I am still here. Today, I share my story to remind others that early detection matters and that no one should face this journey alone.

My cancer journey changed me in ways I never expected. What began as one of the scariest moments of my life became a journey of faith, strength, and resilience. Through prayer, self-advocacy, and the support of my family and friends, I learned how powerful the mind and spirit can be even during the hardest battles.

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This experience taught me not to take life for granted. It brought me closer to God, made me more present, and reminded me how precious every moment truly is. At the end of the day, I chose to fight for my life — and that changed everything.

April 19, 2016, on my husband’s birthday, I finally went to get a lump checked after my friend Trish encouraged me for months to see a doctor. I truly believed it was scar tissue from my breast implants, and when the lump disappeared the day before my appointment, I almost didn’t go. But God had other plans. A few weeks later, I heard the words no woman ever wants to hear: “You have breast cancer.” I was shocked, scared, and worried most about my husband and children. Because of my implants, I needed a mastectomy and could not have radiation.

On August 23, 2016, before surgery, my husband held my hand, prayed over me, kissed me, and reminded me I was not alone. At that moment, I realized God had surrounded me with exactly the people I needed.

Two years later, I faced another scare in my left breast and underwent a lumpectomy. Through it all, God carried me.

This August 23rd marks 10 years cancer-free from my right breast. Early detection truly saves lives. Listen to your body, keep God first, and never underestimate the power of support, love, and faith. God is so good