As of 2/26/2026, we received confirmation that my mother, Luz, is indeed suffering from Multiple Myeloma with TP53 gene mutation. Her oncologist’s prognosis was that this is the most severe case of this type of cancer. His exact word to describe the condition was “incurable.”

You can imagine my dismay when the reality of the words hit. My mother is a single mom who raised 5 children on her own. She has 7 grandchildren who love her dearly. Despite all her challenges in life, she has been blessed with a contagious laugh, impossible to resist. She goes by the mantra that life is hard enough as it is, and everyone is deserving of a little joy and kindness. On her more energetic days, she brightens any room with her vibrant spirit. As of late, those days have been far and few between.

This beautifully vibrant queen has gone from a fully independent woman to being completely reliant on assistance with all basic care and daily activities. Seeing her deteriorate so suddenly has made me appreciate time in a way I never before have. Though it has become a thief of joy and happiness, it continues to gift me the opportunity to spend moments with her in gratitude for all she has done. I am who I am because of her. The sacrifices she has made, both silent and out loud.

I made the decision to be my mom’s sole care provider. We are together 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. Not an easy decision to make, but one that had to be made, and quite honestly, could be done no other way.

I’m grateful that my job has afforded me the time off to care for her, but as of now, I am officially on leave from work without pay. The sacrifice has put in jeopardy not only my living conditions in regard to rent and utilities, but also my medical coverage is in danger of being terminated. I have been staying afloat until now.

I never thought we would be in this position together. I do not wish this on anyone. I am advocating for my mom to be able to receive the home care that is required due to the aggressive nature of this disease. I don’t know how much time we have left, but I pray that God grants me the time to continue caring for her for as long as she may need me.

What I ask for is your help in order to be able to do so. Thank you in advance for your kindness and generosity. It really means the world to me. And to mom.