Cancer…that disease that in some way has touched each of our lives. My first Cancer memory was at age 7 with my Aunt lying in her bed asking me how my day was. Cancer took her life 2 years later. Next, it took my Grandfather’s life.  I was 11. In my young mind, cancer was not something you survived. Recently, my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. Thankfully, it was found early, and she is well. Cancer sucks. Cancer screenings, diagnosis and treatment have advanced tremendously since the 1980s and 1990s. I now know that those diagnosed can be a survivor. I also know that it is a FIGHT and it will take a TEAM. As a primary care Nurse Practitioner, I care for so many wonderful people that are in different stages of their cancer FIGHT.  I have a small glimpse of the journey- medically, physically, emotionally, and mentally.  I have seen what the Victory Center has done to help these patients, survivors, and their family members. The services are amazing. The Victory Center is a necessary part of their TEAM.