“At the age of 6 I was diagnosed with bone cancer. After trying to find a donor and being unsuccessful, the decision was made that I would lose my leg. My parents never allowed me to feel sorry for myself. They always encouraged me and told me that the only thing that would hold me back was me. I’ve learned to appreciate what I have and to not take things for granted. I’ve been a sponsored rock climber and recently took up jogging”.
“I met my husband in high school. He designed my prosthetic leg, and the company he works for manufactured it for me. You can say I’m a lucky lady”.