This was the third time cancer invaded her body. She fought it with a vengeance. But this time, even with the miracle of modern medicine, she couldn’t beat it.
She enrolled in a clinical trial to try an experimental therapy that might buy her more time. It made her very ill, but she kept fighting.
On July 3 we received a report that the experimental treatment wasn't working. The tumors were growing rapidly. Six days later she died.
I flew from Spain to Oregon, hoping to see her one last time. But I was too late. I'm thankful that I went to see her in April, just before I moved to Europe. Although her death doesn't seem real, I know I'll never hug her again.
It will never be the same again without my very special sister. Gracia, I love you and will miss you.
December 3, 1954 – July 9, 2017
I'll tell the rest of her story in pictures because they share more than what I'm able to convey in words.
Rest in Peace, dear sister.