Mile #80 in honor of Angel

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Mile #80 Angel 

My beautiful daughter Angel was born on April 25, 1991. She was the 1st of my twin daughters. She was my athletic, fun-loving girl. She was always opinionated and determined to do things her way. She enjoyed any sport that she could possibly enroll in. My girls were 15 years old running track. Angel came to me one day and said Momma my knee hurts real bad. After a month, I got concerned because the pain did not go away. See my girls were born with Neurofibromatosis Type 1. This autosomal dominant disorder renders them to tumors. They have always lived with the knowledge that they had a mere 10 percent lifetime chance of developing an MPNST (malignant peripheral nerve sheath tumor). We took Angel to the doctor to find out that she had a plexiform neurofibroma in her left knee. Now comes all the doctors, test, and the unknown. March, 2007 was the beginning of a journey no parent should ever have to begin. You see they found the lump in my Angel's left retroperitoneal cavity. The x-ray was done and we were leaving when the tech came running up to me, my twin 15 year old daughters and my 9 year old son to tell us in a waiting room full of patients that "You can't leave yet because the doctor wants to discuss the tumor in your daughter's abdomen." I now stand in a waiting room with a 9 year old asking questions and 2 girls hugging and crying. Now starts the journey on Friday, April 13th, 2007. My beautiful daughter who loves the color blue and wants to become a missionary finds out that she has to fight to live. Over the next 4 years, I watched my daughter cry, vomit, lose her bodily function s and waste away. Over the next 4 years, doxirubicin , MRIs, cisplatin, zofran...just to name a few became our world. My beautiful Angel went from running, playing football, soccer, baseball, and hockey to being wheelchair bound and paralyzed from the waist down. Angel passed away on Januay 29th 2011 in my arms at 4:30 a.m. As we laid there, she looked up at me and said "Momma I will always love you." She then looked at her brother and said "Stop David, I am done" then she just closed her eyes. You see David was praying, no begging God not to take his little sister. From that day forward, my heart, my family, my life is forever broken. I have 5 children who miss their sister. I cry every day, sometimes all day. Thank you Cancer! We hate you!!!😭

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