My name is Margie and I am a survivor of Stage I breast cancer. I am the second of three sisters in my family to be diagnosed. When I was diagnosed in February 2005, I remember telling God, "I wasn't ready yet because I hadn't worn all my shoes." I was determined to go through this health challenge with courage, knowing God's truth, and wearing all my shoes. You see I love shoes. When I was going through treatment and feeling depressed or particularly unattractive,  I would put on a pair of colorful or sexy shoes and my mood would change. So I wore pink shoes to the hospital for surgery. I wore high heels (sometimes holding firmly onto the stair rails) to my medical appointments. I wore my red and blue hi-tops with the multi-colored hot air balloons  to chemo and my yellow and blue hi-tops with the red and blue giraffes to my radiation appointments. I am so very grateful for my healing and for the spiritual lessons I learned from this experience. And I'm also grateful that God gave me the gifts of courage, a sense of humor, and my shoes.

My name is Denee and I am a two-time cancer survivor! I have had breast cancer and ovarian cancer. It has been a very rough road and there are times when it doesn't seem things will get better. I am at this present moment battling ovarian cancer. There are times that I wonder why, but it's all part of the plan -- Jeremiah 1:5. If I 'd known then what I know now I would have gone to bed when sick, instead of thinking that the world would stop if I were not there. This has been a hard journey. There are People that no longer know what to say to me  anymore so regretfully  they say nothing at all, and then there are those people who think that they are saying the right thing and they usually end up saying something really way out of line. Laugh with me when I laugh, cry with me when I cry! Cancer caused me to become really, really depressed luckily there was wonderful people around to help me hang on until I could hold on. My journey is not over and I choose to be a SURVIVOR! Tough times don't last but tough people do! Love ya!

My name is Carol and at 55 years old I was diagnosed with Stage II Breast Cancer on March 3, 2003; that was just six months after my best friend and husband, Victor was called home. Overwhelmed by both situations, my daughter, Monica, asked, "Why you?" I said to her, "Why not me?" My God already told me that, "By his stripes I'm healed," so I knew I wasn't going to die from breast cancer. Along the journey I had some good days and some bad days, but I refused to complain. I just kept the prayers going up and my mind positive. Before I knew it, Jesus had turned my test into my testimony, my heartache into my healing and my moaning into my miracle! It's been four years since I began this journey and I have remained cancer free! God has been so good to me that I just can't and I won't complain! It's an honor for me to share my story with supporters of Carrie's TOUCH as she was my beloved sister. It's been so long that she was taken away from me, but she will forever remain in my heart. It's beautiful to know the Carrie's TOUCH is breaking the silence about breast cancer and about domestic violence. Women need to take care of their bodies and love themselves enough to not remain in violent situations. Get your mammograms regularly whether you have a family history or not! - Early detection saves lives. I know my sister is looking down from above, smiling.