Did you know that?
Until late last night, when someone mentioned it on facebook. I looked it up, sure enough, it is.
Believe me, I’m very aware of childhood cancer…
Every day, 36 children are diagnosed with cancer.
It’s not like I wasn’t aware of it before, this thing called cancer, childhood cancer. I was. I’ve known people whose children have battled cancer and won. I’ve wept for those whose children have lost. I’ve followed the stories of some families fighting the desperate battle, and watched the blogging moms write with such strength, such faith, such dignity, all the way to the end, and I’ve thought to myself, “What if it were my child?”
I never ever ever wanted to actually find out.
But now it is my child, my boy who won’t be a child much longer (Ian’s birthday is September 12th!!), my much-taller-than-me son who is much more like a man than a child. Now it’s my son who had a brain tumor, my son diagnosed at age 17 with a very malignant, very aggressive form of brain cancer– medulloblastoma.
Children’s cancer affects all ethnic, gender, and socio-economic groups.
September has meant many things to me over the years, Ian’s birthday month, making it to the Great Minnesota Get Together before Labor Day, adjusting our homeschooling schedule and pretending to have a First Day of School (even when we never really stopped for the summer, we just went into schooling-light mode), apple orchard field trips, fall color painting the landscapes… anything but cancer awareness.
The average age of children diagnosed is six.
I’m sure I’ve heard it mentioned before, in previous years, and I probably thought something like, “Aw, kids with cancer, that’s so sad… We’re almost outta milk, gotta remember to pick some up later…”
Because it wasn’t my kid.
And now it is.
More than 40,000 children undergo treatment for cancer each year.
It’s my kid, and when I hear “September is National Childhood Cancer Awareness Month“, it’s all I hear. Everything else seems to stop while my mind focuses in hard on the thought- I’m so very aware of childhood cancer…
My flesh and my heart faileth: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion forever.
Psalm 73:26 KJV
Some things we can all do-
Almost anyone and everyone can walk, some can run, and most can give to support those that walk and run to raise money for research! (I’m seriously considering having my whole family walk in the 1-mile Kids’ Run and Family Walk! Gonna make some phone calls…)
Do you have a childhood cancer story to tell?
Your own child, perhaps? Niece? Nephew? Best friend’s son or daughter? Neighbor kid? Have you been affected by childhood cancer in some way? I’d love to hear your story!