Some of you may know our story of my sister Angela...if not here goes. Angela Popolla was the youngest of a set of triplets...Monica and Julie remain. I am the youngest child, being born 5 years after them. Born to our hard-working and dedicated parents Enzo and Rosemary Popolla, we were raised in the south suburbs of Chicago Heights and still remain here too! Angela was diagnosed with Epilepsy at age 13. After numerous doctor visits, including one to Mayo clinic in Minnesota, they still did not know, and never really knew, why Angela had Grand Mal seizures. She remained all of her young adult and adult life on a cocktail of medication. Angela, graduated High School and College. She worked for a several different companies after college but for the last several years worked for our High School Alma Mater. On September 19, 2012, she lost that fight and her life while at work. A large team of first responders did all they could to try and bring her back for over an hour, but they did not succeed. Her time on earth had ended and she grew her wings. Since we lost Angela, our hearts have been shattered. As many can imagine, you find a "new normal" and move on for your family. When Angela was alive, she never liked to talk about her Epilepsy and never wanted us to make mention of it. But now, I feel like it is our family's goal to do as much as we can to support Epilepsy Foundation and Research. This being our second year, we are blessed to have so much support, financially and spiritually, from our family and friends. We will continue to help with the foundation in Angela's memory and for all others who lost their battle...or are still battling today. We want people to be aware of what to do in case of an Epileptic seizure, but also to know that those who have been diagnosed are most of the time no different than you or I. We want the stigma gone. They work, have families and live life to the fullest...just like Angela. Our team symbol is a butterfly. This represents Angela in every aspect. She was social, happy, outgoing and always enjoying life. She loved her nieces and nephew with ever fiber of her being. And there is not a day, hour, or minute that goes by that we don't miss her and yearn to hear her voice. So we walk...every year...to keep her memory fluttering by and alive.