Karen A. Davis standing with her son Brandon, his arm around her shoulder, both smiling.

WHY WE DO IT

Cancer takes a lot. It shouldn't take the lights, the groceries or the ride.

My mom fought triple-negative breast cancer for two years and eight months.

I watched what it takes. Not just the surgery and the chemo. The rest of it.

The rides. The bills that don't stop because you're sick. The groceries somebody still has to buy. The Uber to an appointment she shouldn't have had to take.

She had me. Not everybody has that.

In every waiting room and every infusion chair, she was the one encouraging somebody else.

She was an accountant her whole life. Careful with other people's money. Reckless with her own.

She'd give tomorrow's money away today.

That's Karen's way.

Karen in a gym wearing pink boxing gloves, smiling at the camera.

February 17, 2026. She was 57.

Her race is finished. Mine continues.

So here's what we're building.

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A fund for groceries, rides to treatment and household bills. It's not open yet.

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People who run, walk and show up. Team Karen and Good Grief.

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What I'll promise you.

We won't say anything on this site that isn't true.

We won't take money until we can take it the right way.

When money comes in, you'll see where it went on our Transparency page.

We can't replace her. We can keep doing things her way.

Brandon DavisKaren's son