A powerful legacy of healing

When I was 3 months old, I developed spinal meningitis. I was given my last rites and was told I would not make it through the night. The prayer chain went out that night, and my parents, who maintain a strong Catholic faith, never left my side.

The morning came, and the doctors we amazed by my progress. Even though I survived, my parents were told that it would take a long time to see what the prognosis may be for my quality of life. I was never supposed to talk or walk, and the doctors said I’d potentially have mental impairment. My parents and family kept their faith, and by the “will of God,” I survived and thrived throughout my childhood and into adulthood with minimal sicknesses.

Fast forward to five years ago. At the age of 34, I was diagnosed with Stage 2 breast cancer. I am the first in my family to ever experience breast cancer. Once again, the prayer chain went out. I went through many treatments and was able to stay cancer free for four years.

Then, in the spring of 2017, I was diagnosed with Stage 4 breast cancer that metastasized to my lungs. It was one of the hardest times of my life. However, with my team of doctors and the amazing support of my family, friends and faith, my cancer is shrinking and accepting my treatments.

I say the rosary every morning, giving thanks for God’s healing. I am a true believer in putting everything in “God’s hands.”

—Helene Casinelli Pileggi, 39, kindergarten teacher, Pennsylvania

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