September is here. A month marked by back to school and routine also carries another meaning for my family.
It’s Childhood Cancer Awareness month, but this September and for every September moving forward, there will always be one child missing. There will always be an empty seat at our table and an empty desk in the classroom. This year, there will be no sweet girl anxious and excited to enter grade one. She will not climb up the huge steps to follow her big sister onto the school bus or pick out a new backpack. I will not get to pack her favourites for lunch, braid her hair, or shop for new clothes. There will be no stories of new teachers and new friends. I won’t get to hold her hand as she embarks on her new adventure. Her big sister will stand alone for the token and treasured first day of school photo.