Mini & Me friends--I have something really important to talk to you about. Childhood Cancer.
September is Childhood Cancer Awareness Month. Every single day this month, 43 children in the USA will be diagnosed with cancer. 1,290 new cases of childhood cancer will be diagnosed in the USA before the month is over. 155 children will die of cancer in September in our country.
So what? It won't be my kid. I'm being bombarded by requests for help everyday. I'm sick of it. I'm tired of giving. What can I do anyway?
Right or wrong, these thoughts are common. Until your child or grandchild or niece or nephew is the one in 285 children diagnosed.
In 2011, my son Nick was diagnosed with brain cancer. I don't think I have any words to adequately describe how horrific our journey was. How uncertain our future feels. Any nightmare you can imagine it's like, it's worse. Emotionally. Physically. Financially.
And the families going through this need your help. Help funding research. Help paying their bills because they can't work when they're child is in treatment. Hell, this is straight up WRONG, but they even need help paying for the parking in the hospital and medical centers...For these families, those charges really add up at a time they have no income.
I'm attaching an article that describes this journey in the best way I've seen. Please read it. Really read it. Feel it. Let it sink in. Then please don't look away from the St. Jude's telethon this year. Donate. And bring a family going through this a meal. Or go to their fundraiser. Or hug the cancer kid's mom when you see her. Don't say corny or offensive things. Just hug her. She doesn't know what to say either. But I know she's tired and aching and doesn't even know herself and her life anymore--She needs your hug.
Thank you for supporting our kids and us and the 43 kids who don't know their sick yet, but they're finding out today...