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Meet Emily

Emily Depke on her wedding day in a white lace gown, being kissed on each cheek by her maid of honor and sister-in-law, both in deep purple strapless bridesmaid dresses.
Christine "Emily" Depke
Nov. 18, 1982 - June 18, 2025

Emily was luminous — in her smile, her warm energy, her friendship, in the way she deeply cared for people. She was one of the good ones, truly, and I know everyone says that. But you don't know my Em.

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To get respect, you give respect first, to all humans. Period. That's not just how she lived her life, it's who she was at her core. She was always rooting for you, always wanted to see you win too. She just wanted to be happy, and to bring happiness to everyone around her — and she did.

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Emily was known for her kindness and generosity. She'd find a way to help you, most times with no questions asked. She believed in the goodness of people, and she made the people around her feel like they mattered.

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We believe that if Emily were still here, she'd be doing what she could to help the next person. So that's what we'll do in her name — work toward a future where fewer people face the cancer that took her from us.

"To know her, was to love her. She inspires us every day, to be better people, to always choose kindness, and to just keep going."
 

Ride or Die:
The Feature Essay

The story behind ForEm Foundation — Emily's life, her cancer, our friendship, and what losing her taught me about the gaps that can exist between medical progress and what patients actually experience.

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“Ride or Die” is currently under consideration for publication. When it's available to share, you'll find it here.

Tropical Beach Sunset

Our Guiding Light

These are a few of our favorites — Emily just being Emily, with that signature smile, alongside some of the people she loved most.

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This is the Emily we knew. Funny, warm, generous, beautiful, and very, very loved.

We love you, Em.

Emily Depke smiling with arms outstretched in front of a painted angel wings mural
Emily Depke smiling at a restaurant table, wearing a black satin top with lace sleeves and silver hoop earrings, her curly blonde hair down.
We miss you every single minute.
You mattered. You still matter.
And we'll keep fighting so fewer families have to know what this feels like.

Forever Fighting. For You.

 
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