A walk for my Mother: Anastasia Elizondo's Avon3Day In S.F. Bay Area PledgePage
I am Anastasia Elizondo, 26 years of age and the youngest of three daughters raised by their single mother.
This walk is for all women, but most especially for her.
My parents were married for 12 years before the divorce. When my Father moved out my Mother was left with three young girls to raise alone. We spent most of our lives on welfare, while she went to night school and worked odd jobs to feed us, clothe us and keep a roof over our heads. Being a very proud lady this was almost like ripping out her soul, but she had to do it to help us survive.
Finally, after years of studying and numerous attempts to quit, in the summer of 1994, with all of her girls now adults except the granddaughter, my Mother graduated from college with a BA in Human developement. She is the first and only person on both sides of my family to have a college degree.
I have aways thought of my Mother as being invinsible. While other kids were imagining whos mom they would like to have, I could only think of my own. Which is why when I got the phone call at my home from her saying that they had found a lump in her breast I nearly died.
I can't stand to see or hear of anyone especially my family in Pain. I never let her see how much it effected me, but down deep inside I was dying. I prayed every night to God or whom ever was in charge not to take my Mommy away from me. I later found out that the lump they removed from her breast had four different kinds of cancer in it.
I know most people are waiting for me to say that she died, but she didn't. She is alive and kicking, a survivor of 2 years, and it is because of early detection and that's what this walk is about.
Trust me I know what a miracle it is, because within the same year I not only watched my Mommy go through radiation therapy, but the Mother of my boyfriend, of 11 years, as well. I love them both very much and really want to do this walk, but I can't unless you help me by donating a bit.
I have to raise Just a $1,000 more, which is a lot for a welfare brat like me but I have faith in you out there. Please help me walk for them and for me and for you.
Thanks,
Tasha
This walk is for all women, but most especially for her.
My parents were married for 12 years before the divorce. When my Father moved out my Mother was left with three young girls to raise alone. We spent most of our lives on welfare, while she went to night school and worked odd jobs to feed us, clothe us and keep a roof over our heads. Being a very proud lady this was almost like ripping out her soul, but she had to do it to help us survive.
Finally, after years of studying and numerous attempts to quit, in the summer of 1994, with all of her girls now adults except the granddaughter, my Mother graduated from college with a BA in Human developement. She is the first and only person on both sides of my family to have a college degree.
I have aways thought of my Mother as being invinsible. While other kids were imagining whos mom they would like to have, I could only think of my own. Which is why when I got the phone call at my home from her saying that they had found a lump in her breast I nearly died.
I can't stand to see or hear of anyone especially my family in Pain. I never let her see how much it effected me, but down deep inside I was dying. I prayed every night to God or whom ever was in charge not to take my Mommy away from me. I later found out that the lump they removed from her breast had four different kinds of cancer in it.
I know most people are waiting for me to say that she died, but she didn't. She is alive and kicking, a survivor of 2 years, and it is because of early detection and that's what this walk is about.
Trust me I know what a miracle it is, because within the same year I not only watched my Mommy go through radiation therapy, but the Mother of my boyfriend, of 11 years, as well. I love them both very much and really want to do this walk, but I can't unless you help me by donating a bit.
I have to raise Just a $1,000 more, which is a lot for a welfare brat like me but I have faith in you out there. Please help me walk for them and for me and for you.
Thanks,
Tasha