Before there was a foundation, there was a woman whose purpose was helping others find hope.
Long before she became an advocate for homeless mothers and their children, Francine was fighting for her own life. At just thirteen years old, she was diagnosed with cancer. After years of treatment, she entered remission as a teenager, met the love of her life, married young, and became pregnant at eighteen.
Doctors warned that the pregnancy posed an extraordinary risk and recommended ending it. She chose hope — and with the strength and determination that would define the rest of her life, she famously joked that anyone suggesting otherwise was “a little too late.”
She survived three different forms of cancer, endured a heart attack, received a heart transplant, and overcame a stroke — and through every battle, she remained focused on helping someone else.
“I’m not your mother… I’m Randi Reed.”
What her children thought was a playful joke was the pen name she used in her writing. Today, it has become the name that carries her legacy forward.



Francine “Randi Reed” Spooner · January 5, 1960 — September 7, 2011
In her own words
because we are one
my eyes open with gratitude each and every morning
because we are one
possibilities of helping others is just quite immense
because we are one
you live on in me with every beat of our heart
— from “because we are one” by Francine Spooner
