She is a daughter, a sister, a friend, a coworker. A vet tech, which
is the kind of job you only take if you actually love animals and
don't mind hard days. She lives with her mom and five cats who are
unambiguously family rather than pets — including Ruthie Mae,
who has spent this year learning to walk again.
The first half of 2026 was, by her own account, a good one. She moved
in with her mama when she finally moved down, and got to celebrate her
birthday with her. She rented a cabin in the mountains. She made it to
the beach as a belated birthday gift to herself. She went to her first
small-scale rodeo, saw the Savannah Bananas, and drove to Nashville
with one of her besties to see Chase Rice and had a blast.
Then, in July, she found a lump. Six months after an annual exam where
everything felt normal.
“Now this second half of my year is going to look a lot
different. I got diagnosed with TNBC — triple negative breast
cancer. It’s fast growing and aggressive. My team and I are
moving as fast as we can to get ahead of it. So far it hasn’t
spread yet and that’s truly a saving grace to know.”
Aleasha, August 2026
She is clear-eyed about what's coming. She called it a long and brutal
road, physically, mentally, and emotionally — and then, in the
same breath, listed the people around her and said she doesn't think
she could get through it without them.
“My sunrises and sunsets look different now, and I’m
blessed to be able to see them. They’re much more special and
beautiful.”
Aleasha
This page exists so that the people who love her don't have to piece
the story together from comment threads, and so that when you want to
help, you know exactly what would actually help. That's it. That's the
whole idea.