Click above to hear Nicole speak to Blood Donors at Johnson & Johnson Corporate Headquarters in NJ.. Note: you must click above to pause music first. Nicole's Speaks to Rider's at Lake Tahoe   Click on picture to read about the impact Nicole has had on others she has met and to hear our dedication "I Hope You Dance"   http://www.active.com/donate/tntnyc/teamjoemac Please help a good friend of Nicole's uncle Chris raise money for Team In Training. A survivor himself, JoeMac is trying to help others.     The people above are the wonderful teachers of the Huntington Learning Center. They have helped Nicole tremendously in her effort to "catch up" after missing so much school. With Nicole (right) are: Christine, Liz, Randy, Sharon & Lauren   "Paying It Forward" - Acts of Kindness A wise man once said, “We have become not a melting pot but a beautiful mosaic. Different people, different beliefs, different yearnings, different hopes, different dreams.” Individuals contribute to the community in order to make the community thrive. At the same time, we are molded and shaped from our interactions with one another. If the contributions came from all the same type of individuals, man would not have achieved but a fraction of his accomplishments.

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Nicole Gioia Bone Marrow Drive
576 Valley Road, Box 141
Wayne, NJ 07470

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I Wrote the following poem in an attempt to describe what the family undergoes while we await the results of scans taken every three - four months.

Crossroads

My daughter felt a lump on September eleventh, two thousand and one;

A cancer that would eventually spread to her lung.

This Lymphoma, we were told, would be easier to cure,

Only six months of treatment, one Dr. would assure;

Not the four years of anguish she would ultimately endure.

My little girl was only ten, full of innocence and grace.

Her parents forced to witness the pain upon her face.

Now the Doctor has told us, this is the case;

The cancer is gone, not even a trace.

Yet, we still worry, loving parents to the core,

For we have been told all of this before;

Prior to her becoming sick, two times more.

Never really knowing what is truly in store,

We often ask God why this road we must travel;

But, the answer we can never unravel.

After three months she undergoes more tests;

More Scans, more pain.

She never rests.

They have to make sure the cancer has not returned.

The Drs will call us to tell us what they have learned.

As the phone rings, the sound cuts like a knife.

We are at the crossroads of her life,

And that of my son, myself and my wife.

If the Dr says everything is alright,

Then, her future must be bright.

Life will be as it was before.

Only, this fact we cannot ignore:

We will be doing all of this in three months more.

If the Dr. says the cancer is back,

We will know we will have to travel that dreaded track.

We would be so scared, knowing what is in store,

Having been down that track before.

This is why we are so afraid;

Such a dear price, she has already paid.

We thank the Dr. for her compassion.

Ending Cancer’s devastation is her passion.

While my wife may have given her birth,

My angel’s future is now only on God’s turf.