Shortly before my birthday last year, my mother's cancer returned after 4 and a half years. I got myself Celeste in preparation of long days in doctors' offices with her. I climbed to the summit day by day in the waiting room outside her radiation treatments. No time seemed more fitting to donate than now. My mom is still climbing to her summit with chemotherapy, but Celeste inspired me to keep having hope that mountains are climbable. Good luck to anyone else on this mountain, patients and caretakers alike.
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