I was diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor on September 15, 2003. Jack, my son, was 8 weeks old. I made a promise to myself on that day that I would not let Jack grow up without a mommy. He is my inspiration, more than anything else, to continue to beat this disease.

I have had multiple recurrences since I was diagnosed. With those recurrences came another surgery. And each time I have had to go into surgery, I have told myself that I would not let Jack down.

I fight each day for him.

My mission these days is to raise awareness so that research can be done to find a cure. I do not want another mommy to have to make the same promises to their child as I have silently made to Jack. Jack might think that I am a “Superwoman,” but that is only because I can pound out 26.2 miles, come home and play a serious round of Wii baseball, make dinner, and whip up a mean batch of brownies.

What he doesn’t realize is that I am fighting for my life. I am fighting so that I can see him make his first touchdown, watch him go to prom, see him graduate college, dance with him at his wedding, and one day hold a son of his own. These are promises, prayers and fights that no parent should have to make.

Thank you for contributing. On behalf of all the mommies out there who battle this disease everyday…thank you for your support. And even though he doesn’t know it, Jack thanks you, too!!