This year, cancer hits closer to home.
I'm blessed to say I’ve never personally known a child with cancer. I ride because kids should be living life, not fighting for it. While I can still only imagine what these children and their families are going through, this year, one of my fur babies was diagnosed with cancer.
On August 15th, Nala was diagnosed with lymphoma. At the time, her only symptom was swollen lymph nodes, and our vet is hopeful we may have a few more months with her. Lymphoma isn’t curable, and since she is at least 12 years old (closer to 84 in dog years), we’ve decided not to put her through the testing, poking, and prodding required to pursue chemo. Instead, we’ve started her on prednisone along with some holistic treatments, doing our best to give her the highest quality of life for as long as God grants her to stay with us.
While Nala is like a child to me and her diagnosis has been difficult, she’s had a good life—and this experience still doesn’t compare to what families with children fighting cancer endure. It’s just a small glimpse into their reality, and it’s incredibly humbling.
Some of you may also know that a close family member is facing a cancer diagnosis. We’re incredibly grateful for your love, prayers, and ongoing support. At this time, we’re keeping the details private, so we kindly ask that you not post, comment or share anything about it on social media. Thank you so much for understanding.
