09/03/2026
💛 CHILDHOOD CANCER MONTH 💛
Trying to describe childhood cancer in a way that people can truly understand is a tall task.
The closest comparison I can make is losing someone you love. Over time, the pain may become less sharp, less consistent but your heart never quite beats the same way again.
Childhood cancer takes the most innocent years of a child's life—tummy time, playtime, learning, growing—and replaces them with hospital rooms, chemotherapy and needles.
Instead of bribing your child with chocolate or tablet time for a sliver of peace while you're out to dinner, you're doing so while holding them down while a 3-inch needle is jabbed into them to draw blood and they are screaming mommy HELP ME as tears stream down both of your faces because you have LEARNED how to exchange what's needed not what you WANT which is to scoop them up in your arms making them feel secure because they have to stay STILL.
Surviving starts living in a world of:
“Is it coming back?”
A fever.
A weird bruise.
A doctor's appointment.
All things that can take you right back to the beginning—the beginning where you knew something was wrong, but were turned away because no doctor thinks “cancer” when looking at a baby. It's met with come back next week if things persist.
It's kind of like losing someone you love and seeing a picture of them or looking out at the ocean that suddenly reminds you of them.
The wound isn't as jarring as the initial shock, but the trigger is always there & forever painful.
I'm incredibly grateful that Jireh's story continues to be positive. But his treatment doesn't simply disappear from our lives.
He is still monitored closely for five years, and after that he'll be followed for the rest of his life because the chemotherapy that saved his life can also have long-term effects on his body including a higher risk to develop other cancers later in life.
And that's something I wish more people understood:
Surviving childhood cancer isn't the same thing as walking away from it untouched.
Some childhood cancers still have devastatingly poor outcomes.
Milly. Cordelia. Nina. Santiago. Lorenzo. And so many others.
We met these families on our journey, and their babies died from the same exact diagnosis Jireh was fighting. We swapped stories. Not about preschool but about emergency room visits, side effects, treatment complications. Relapse. Clinical trials. Hospice. Death.
They deserved more.
And the kids who survived deserve more, too.
More research.
More funding.
Better treatments.
Better long-term options not hand me downs from adults just lowering dosages.
Because these kids are superheroes.
And superheroes deserve more than the 4% our government is giving them from the cancer budget. 💛
Nonprofits and families are working tirelessly to fill the gaps in research funding, support and bring awareness. And while I'm grateful for every organization fighting for these kids, it shouldn't have to fall so heavily on families and nonprofits to push childhood cancer forward.
Soooooo.... Getting involved is super simple for the month of September:
🏎️ Jireh is being honored in Indianapolis to draw awaresness with his name on a RACECAR which will help the childhood cancer community.
You can donate any amount to his PR1 racing team here:
https://secure.qgiv.com/event/resilientracers2026/account/2382822/
🩸 Donate blood or plasma.
Basically, anything that sticks in your arm and takes something out. 😂
I cannot even tell you how many infusions Jireh received that literally helped keep his body alive while he fought cancer. Without them, he wouldn't have survived. You can even get PAID to donate plasma.
🍔 Eat some GRUB!
https://www.facebook.com/share/p/1EhCYCY29g/
💛 Buy some cool childhood cancer awareness swag.
https://curechildhoodcancer.org/
🏫 Ask your school: What are YOU doing to build awareness?
https://rallyfoundation.org/blog/childhood-cancer-awareness-month
You don't have to do everything.
Just do something.
Because honestly, the words “childhood cancer awareness” kind of irks me.
Let's not just be aware.
Let's engage. Somehow.
Donate. Give blood. Buy the shirt. Attend an event. Ask your school what they're doing. Share a story.
Shoot, even round up at McDonald's for Ronald McDonald House or Panda Express for CHOA.
Because that 💲CHANGE 💲 is funding change.
And funding change is how we get better treatments, better options and better futures for these kids.
Because these kids deserve more than surviving.
They deserve a future. 💛