I lost my grandmother (mom's mom) to lung cancer in '85, she wasn't even 60. It's still difficult for my mother, and, especially now since she's getting close to that age. A friend of mine died of colon cancer (I'm saying that, and, not 100% sure if that was the type) this year and he was in his early 30's. He'd previously lost both parents to the same disease. He was an amazing human being, you'd never known he was as sick as he was, except for the last couple of weeks. One of my best friends just lost her mother to a long bout with breast cancer, and, another one of my good friend's mother has just recently been diagnosed with the same. My brother is a leukemia survivor. He was diagnosed at 5, finally stopped treatments at 10, and, is now turning 31 in January. I have many more, unfortunately, but, those are the stories closest to my heart. I wear yellow around my wrist.