09/01/2026
💛 SEPTEMBER 1ST. WE GO GOLD. 💛
Today is the first day of Childhood Cancer Awareness Month.And for the next 30 days, we are going to talk about it. Every. Single. Day.
Some days we’ll share facts. Some days we’ll share stories. And some days, we’re going to share the parts of childhood cancer that people would rather scroll past.
The pictures that are “too hard” to look at.
The hospital rooms. The scars. The tubes.
The surgeries. The amputations.The blood transfusions.
The fear on a child’s face when they know exactly what is coming when a nurse walks into the room.
We will share the raw, real parts of what Noelle endured.
Because if it is too hard for us to look at, imagine how hard it was for a child to live it?!
That is exactly why we have to advocate.
I have already seen local event calendars and sports schedules announcing nights dedicated to turning everything pink for breast cancer awareness. And please don’t misunderstand me, every cancer deserves awareness, research and better treatments.
But every September I find myself asking:
What about the kids?
Where are the packed stadiums turning gold?
Where are the businesses covered in gold ribbons?
Where is the outrage that children are still being treated with therapies so toxic that surviving cancer can mean living with the consequences of treatment for the rest of their lives?
Childhood cancer treatment can cause hearing loss, heart damage, fertility problems, developmental issues and even secondary cancers later in life.
And these aren’t simply smaller adults receiving cancer treatment. They are growing children. That have the rest of their life to live.
I watched what those drugs did to my child.
I watched her lose her hair.I watched her become sick from medicine that was supposed to save her.
I watched her lose her leg. I watched her undergo surgery after surgery.
👉🏼I watched her fight through things that most adults could not comprehend.
And ultimately, I watched childhood cancer take my seven year old daughter from me.
So no, this month isn’t just about changing a profile picture or putting a gold ribbon on a post.
Gold is personal now. Gold has names. Gold has faces. Gold is children ringing bells. Gold is children who never got the chance to ring one. Gold is siblings whose childhood changed overnight.
Gold is parents celebrating clear scans while knowing how quickly everything can change.
Gold is parents sitting beside hospital beds begging for one more option.
And gold is parents like us who would give absolutely anything for one more day.
Noelle deserved better. Every child walking into an oncology clinic today deserves better.
Every child diagnosed tomorrow deserves better.
And every child who hasn’t even been born yet deserves better than the treatments we have accepted as “good enough.”
So this September, we’re going to make you see it.
Not because we want to make anyone uncomfortable.But because awareness that stays comfortable doesn’t change anything.
Read the posts.
Look at the pictures.
Learn their names.
Share their stories.
Wear the gold.
Donate to research.
Talk about childhood cancer when September ends.
And when you see a stadium, school, business or community covered in another cancer’s awareness color, ask the question we will continue asking:
What are we doing for the kids?
Because childhood cancer deserves more than one month.
And these children deserve far more than awareness.
They deserve better treatments.
They deserve less toxic treatments.
They deserve research.
They deserve funding.
They deserve the chance to grow up.
🎗️ September is GOLD.
And for Noelle, and every child who has fought, is fighting, or will fight childhood cancer, we will never stop making noise.
Because every child deserves more tomorrows. 💛🎗️
