I'm Riding For

My late grandma

The lady in the photo is my late grandma. As I embark on my 56th trip around the sun, I am reminded that my grandma, at my age, was ill beyond belief and would only live to see 54. It was devastating to lose my grandma when I was 15 and as I get to be her age now, I realize how her life was stolen at such a young age. She was a survivor of residential school, but the toll taken contributed to her early death. I wish she was here most days to see how much I've done in my life and how I've made this ride an annual thing to fight cancer. What keeps me riding some days? Well, fighting this disease on behalf of kids who fight it, but also knowing that the cancer that killed my grandma, is treatable today. In some ways, my ride is a part of my personal reconciliation plan that I live everyday. Thanks for your donation or forwarding this page on to others.