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My name is Lynnette Carlino and I'm the wife of Michael and the mother of Gianna.  My heart bursts with gratitude for this life I get to live.  I used to work full time as a television producer until cancer brought my priorities into focus.  I now freelance to help ends meet, but spend most of my time with Michael and Gianna at home.  I have to pinch myself that I get to be home when Gianna gets home from Kindergarten and have lunch with her.  I get to make crafts with her and make her halloween costumes.  I get to watch her dance around the house and answer her hundreds of questions.  I get to cook tasty plant based meals for my family and take daily walks.  I get to watch and discuss documentaries with my husband at night.  I spend a lot of time implementing lifestyle choices that help prevent cancer recurrence and lower my risk of metastasis. I do not take for granted the sacrifices Michael makes for me and our family.  I know there are many, many women who have experienced hardships like me, who are isolated in their trials.  I'm so grateful I have a loving partner to do life with.  We aren't meant to do life alone, and I feel like the luckiest woman to have Michael and Gianna on this life journey.

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