MERIDIAN — Cancer free for more than three decades ... and counting
By Millie Williams
It began in July 1996, when I was diagnosed from a lump I found in my left breast.
I had the surgery and it was very successful as I went back to work in five weeks. I was blessed with not having to undergo chemotherapy or radiation.
After the surgery I went to work for a bank for 20 years. During that time, I took care of the switchboard and other duties on the second floor and always walked the stairs!
Today, I am 79 years old, enjoying retirement and going strong with my husband of 58 years, Ken. We ride our three-wheel bikes and do other exercises four times a week.
I am a 37-year cancer survivor. These years have given me many blessings to see our two children, Cindy and Scott, grow into wonderful caring and hard-working adults. We also are blessed with six grandchildren and nine great-grandchildren. The Lord keeps us in His care. We have our health and happiness.
My story is told to possibly encourage others to keep trying and praying. And like myself, get a mammogram EVERY year.
Inspired by 'Gobby's' quiet strength as she battled breast cancer
By Amanda Smith
My grandmother, Doris Evelyn Mears, has always been my hero.
I will never forget being a teenager, racked with concern over her first surgery for breast cancer, only to visit with her the day after to find her bright as sunshine, sitting in her living room, fresh from having fought and won and her first battle. In that moment, she taught me what strength looked like and how to walk through the valley of the shadow of death with grace and dignity.
Then, 15 years later, in February 2013, she was faced with her second battle in the war against breast cancer. The ugly foe had returned and once again, she was ready to fight without losing her quiet strength and sweet smile.
I could write a book about my grandmother, my Gobby as we call her, but her final chapter closed this August as she passed away while having breakfast with the love of her life, Arnold Jack Mears, on the morning of their 67th wedding anniversary. Breast cancer did not take my grandmother’s life, nor did she allow it to interrupt her plans.
I had a lumpectomy in September 2012, and I know without a doubt that my grandmother’s strength and prayers guided my own healing. My Gobby will always be my hero, the definition of a true survivor, and now, as my broken heart attempts to heal – my guardian angel to watch over me.