To open my heart again to the possibility of a miracle, I do so because I still believe that hope can rewrite even the most terrifying fate. And because you reminded me that I wasn’t alone.

A few months ago, I came to this page during one of the most frightening moments of my life. I had just been diagnosed with breast cancer, and I didn’t know how to move forward when so many doors suddenly felt closed.

Because of you, because of your kindness and belief in me, I was able to raise $1,800 and undergo surgery. For a brief moment, it felt like the storm had passed. I allowed myself to breathe again.

But this journey asked for more of my strength.

Post-operative results showed that the cancer had reached a lymph node. Something so small it didn’t appear on scans, yet serious enough that my doctors are now discussing radiation, chemotherapy, or additional surgery to prevent recurrence.

At the same time, financial strain and uncertainty around work and housing have slowly eroded what little stability I had left. Some days, it truly feels as though morning may never come.

I’m sharing this not to alarm anyone, but to be honest about where I am. Recovery didn’t bring relief. It brought new questions, difficult decisions, and the need for help once again.

I am hoping to raise $3,500 to help cover the next stage of treatment and basic living expenses as I face what comes next. Time matters, and every bit of support helps me stay on my feet while I continue this fight.

If you're able to help, to share my campaign or held a prayer for my sake close to your heart, I'll be eternally grateful. Thanks you for reading, for caring and for standing with me in this challenging moment.