Amelia Joy Mount, lovingly known as Millie, was just 2.5 years old when she was diagnosed with stage 4 Neuroblastoma.
Millie is the baby of nine siblings. Her favorite times were at home with her family on our farm. She enjoyed being outside, working with daddy in the tractor, visiting the animals, or playing on her swing in the yard. You would always find her wearing her green John Deere cowboy boots no matter her outfit. Her favorite food was “chicken-beef,” meaning pot roast that she was sure was chicken. She had a great sense of humor and often laughed at her jokes. She had a love for fishing and was gifted a professional fishing trip in the final days of her life. At the end of each day, you would find her in mama’s rocking chair, just waiting to be rocked to sleep. We are so grateful for each moment we had together.
Millie loved her friends from the hospital. Late at night, she often prayed, “Dear God, please take my cancer away.” She would then pray for each friend that had cancer to be healed. She even prayed for her nurse’s cancer to be gone. We tried to explain the nurses didn’t have cancer, but she replied, “Then why are they here?” She figured anyone at the hospital must be sick.
Millie fought hard for a year before opening her eyes in heaven on July 8, 2020. Her journey has been shared around the world on her Facebook prayer page, “Millie’s Miracle.” As a family, our greatest hope is that we can point others to Jesus as they remember our sweet girl, who we will see again in heaven.
We still believe in Millie’s Miracle – Hebrews 11:1 🦋💖
Written by Courtney Mount, mother of Millie
“Everybody loves Lennon; I am brave, I am kind, I am strong, and I am loving,” all words of affirmations spoken directly from the most heroic three year old child.
She was a lover of being at the lake, fishing, riding on the combine, looking for deer, riding ATVs,
shopping, swimming, enjoying food, and talking about when she could go to school.
Our girl Lennon was diagnosed with High Risk, Stage 4 Neuroblastoma Cancer at just 3 years old. She is the daughter of Jay Black and, Erika Black, and sister of Kylie and Kinsley.
Lennon, “Kash Money,” as many of her fellow Pediatric Oncology Nurses, and Pediatric Oncologist knew her as, melted over her instantly. From having nerf gun wars, finger painting fun, even having three boyfriends at once, to her teaching them new dances she’d learned… we all truly believed she would beat this bully that invaded her tiny body called: cancer.
We were steadfast in prayer, leaned on family and friends, and stayed on Amazon shopping our hearts out to give her whatever her heart desired! She knew she was loved all around the world.
Being around Lennon or even watching her live, if you ever got so blessed to do so, you instantly fell madly in love. Her accent was as southern as a “Bless Your Heart,” T-shirt or throw pillow at grandmas. She could hold an adult conversation with anyone, had the biggest ocean blue eyes, would wake you up just to stare right back into yours and study your face, then just to hold you oh so tightly. Looking back, we never noticed just how sick she truly was because she was so full of life.
Lennon battled this beast with everything in her mind, body, and soul. Cancer did not kill our child; the treatments did. No one should ever have to sign a DNR on their own baby girl or boy. No one should ever have to plan a funeral while their child is still alive. No parent should ever have to bury their own flesh. No parent should ever have to hear those daunting words “your child has cancer.”
Our babe longed for the ocean once more. 100 sand toys is what she requested as we made our way home for hospice. We knew that she did know what was going on because she started her transitioning process in the hospital. Not only that but she asked her father to pray over her multiple times and it seemed as though he couldn’t pray enough. It did give us so much comfort knowing she wanted to be near the Lord during this time.
The praying over her continued at home per her request. Praise and worship music was on repeat for her just how our smallest child wanted. She loved Jesus so much and it shined through her as we would take turns dancing her. It broke your heart, but there was a peace all at the same time. God was with us through it all.
Lennon Kash Black’s best day was September 25th, 2020 as she flew to Jesus, and was the worst day of our lives. She was barely four and now remains forever four. We know she isn’t missing us and that she isn’t any longer in pain, but we are human and are selfish. We will forever ache for the great loss we wake up to every single day and to relive. I know as her mother that she is healed, but our girl better be making Jesus carry her around everywhere and tickle her belly, too!
For now, we will continue to fight, to advocate in honor of our daughter, Lennon, and for those who are too small to speak for themselves.
Written by Erika Black, mother of Lennon Kash Black
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