Everyday I should be acknowledging and in a state of rememberance for the family members I've lost to breast cancer. My paternal grandmother passed in 1996. I remember when my father got the call and how he brioke down singing at his mother's funeral and again on the way to the repass afterwards. It changed my father, he was never the same after losing her. I was reintroduced to breast cancer and the toll it takes on a family when my aunt, my dad's little sister Vivian won her reward with the Lord against that horrible disease. She was my favorite and the one I loved spending weekends with during the summer. That was in the early 2000's. Things were quiet until it reared it's ugly head again, this time on my mom's side. No blood relation but the effects still left a lasting stain on my memory. Breast Cancer Still Exists. I pray by offering a line of awareness hats and accessories, you all are able to honor your loved ones at work and in your hearts. Shop around and let me know what you think.