A Child’s Journey Through a Parent’s Cancer Diagnosis

When I was 9 years old, my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. It was a challenging time for both of us, but she survived and is now better than ever! This is my story, and I hope it will help anyone feel less alone who is going through something similar.

My mom and I were always together. We enjoyed walking the dog, shopping, and preparing meals. Playing board games and cards and reading at bedtime were part of our daily routine. But getting manicures was our special time alone together.

One day, my mom received some scary news. She had been diagnosed with breast cancer! Together, we both cried, and I was petrified! I worried non-stop. All I wanted to do was help her through this and believe she would be OK.

Mom sat with me and explained her treatment plan. She said she’d be going through what’s called chemo treatments. She described chemo to me and said she would be starting soon. Mom also explained that chemo could possibly make her hair fall out, but that would be a sign that her treatment was working.

A day or two after the first chemo treatment, mom did not feel well at all. She was nauseous and could not even get out of bed because her body was so tired. She did not feel like doing anything, even her favorite pastime—reading.

So many thoughts were racing through my head. Little tasks became a big challenge. It became hard for me to fall asleep. “What if she doesn’t get better?” I thought. I just could not stop worrying about Mom.

A couple of days after the chemo treatment, Mom was feeling better. I did all I could to help her out with the chores around the house. It kept me busy, but I was still really worried. So many things were different, but my dog Rocky continued to stay by my moms side.

My family wanted me to talk to a professional therapist about how scared I was. I did not want to, but Dad convinced me to try. At first, I did not want to speak, but after a bit, the words just started flowing. Talking helped me. I became more comfortable and started to feel better and less anxious.

Chemo treatment was finally over. At last, Mom rang the bell!! This signified the milestone of completing the toughest parts of fighting cancer. The doctor told her she was looking good and doing well!! I was so excited!

Once Mom was all better, we could do everything we used to do! We played games, walked the dog, and, once again, had so much fun. But the best was when we could finally go back to the nail salon together!!

Witnessing the experience of your parents, or any family member, struggling with cancer is one of the hardest things a kid can go through. But if you stay positive, resilient, brave, and full of love, you can and will get through this very difficult time. I am proud to say I did!

Stay strong, and remember, you are not alone.

-Julia