1-Year Cancer-Free Walkathon & Celebration
Walking It Out
After walking alone in private through countless tests, scans, and bloodwork… after two surgeries and 19 days of radiation, not to mention the immeasurable tears and prayers, I now want to celebrate in public being 1-year breast cancer free.
Research says the first five years of life post-breast cancer are the most significant—and the most frightening regarding recurrence. Instead of living in fear and darkness, I chose to celebrate in faith and in the light.
On Saturday, October 25, 2025, family, friends, and well-wishers around the country joined me live and virtually for a 2K walkathon in Center City, Philadelphia, followed by a celebration brunch. In less than 30 days, I raised over $10,000 (and counting). Your continued support will help women currently battling cancer with medical-grade wigs, earphones, socks, beanies, blankets, and Uber fees, as well as my soon-to-be-released devotional and soundtrack for breast cancer patients, “ANCHORED”. Help me bless women at the season of life when they need it most. Women are diagnosed with breast cancer every day, not just October. Help me to be a continual blessing—if not for them, for me. Serving gives my painful journey a purpose.
'She Walked It Out' T-Shirts Going On Sale
'She Walked It Out' T-Shirts Going On Sale
August 24, 2024
My church family didn’t know WHY they were praying for me, but I’m so glad they had me on their mind. Pastor Jacqueline Gates joined forces with my beloved mother and reached heaven for me.
June 21, 2025
I didn’t mention cancer in public until this day - my first cancer walk and proclamation of being a SURVIVOR. I don’t know why it took me 7 months to acknowledge my journey. Perhaps shame…denial. Possibly avoiding needing to be someone’s hero/example. Perhaps a combination of all of it, which ultimately led me not to give God His full glory. No more! I WALKED IT OUT. I SURVIVED, by the GRACE OF GOD! So, now, it’s time to WALK ALOUD and help others who are deafened by their own silence.
Day 19: November 4, 2024
The day I rang my liberty bell. It’s odd to watch this now. I appear almost cavalier, but when I got to my car . . . I sat in the parking lot for 40 minutes, navigating an emotional rollercoaster that landed in gratitude.