Category: Applicant Stories

Real Stories. Real Strength.
Every woman we support has faced breast cancer—but no two journeys are the same. Our applicants come from all walks of life: different backgrounds, communities, and circumstances. What they share is the courage to keep moving forward—and the hope that breast reconstruction can help them heal, inside and out.
Read their stories. See the difference your support makes.

Selina Padilla

Selina Padilla, 61, was diagnosed with triple negative breast cancer in December of 2019. She underwent chemotherapy and the removal and reconstruction of both breasts in 2020 and 2021. Selina said that “after a significant time of recovery from both surgeries my body has revealed the depth of the trauma it went through. I have […]

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Lynn Galletti

Lynn Galletti’s mom and sister Kate both battled breast cancer before they passed away. Lynn says, “knowing that I also carried the BRCA gene was weighing heavy on me in light of the rapid losses of my Mom and my oldest sister, who left a husband and 7 year old daughter behind. I feared being […]

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Testimonial: Carla Johnson

Carla Johnson, 49 years old, is the sole provider for three children.  Due to her diagnosis, Carla became unemployed and lost her insurance.  She experienced difficulties with self-esteem following her mastectomy from breast cancer and also suffered from lymphedema.  The AiRS Foundation referred Carla to the University of North Carolina and assisted her with applying […]

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Testimonial: Alison Peele

Alison is a 30-year-old mother to a 17-month-old daughter.  She lost her own mother to breast cancer at a young age and she was subsequently diagnosed with the BRCA 1 gene mutation, making a breast cancer diagnosis likely.  She is a stay-at-home mother and her husband is a Firefighter in the Austin, Texas area.  Due […]

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The Journey Of My Breasts

The Journey Of My Breasts The Journey Of My Breasts: A Breast Cancer Survivor’s Memoir By Melissa Berry aka Cancer Fashionista My breasts. They first started growing (or as my Mom would say “develop”) when I was about 11. I woke up one morning and felt these funny hard things just beneath the surface of [...]
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