The Florentino family has been facing an incredibly difficult few months since their move to Florida, and they could truly use our support.

Our beautiful friend Maribel has been battling multiple serious health challenges, complicated by a combination of autoimmune and neurological conditions. The overlap of these conditions has made it extremely difficult for doctors to determine the root cause of her symptoms, and she is waiting for medical testing to determine what is happening to her.

Right now, Maribel is focusing on taking things one day at a time, and she does so through the strength of her family, friends, and her unwavering faith in God. We know this is difficult news to share, but we also know how much strength comes from the love and support surrounding her. Your continued thoughts, prayers, and support mean everything as she begins this difficult fight.

If you are able, please consider donating. Any amount, big or small, will go a long way in helping ease the financial and emotional burden they are carrying. Most importantly, your support will remind her that she is not alone during this incredibly challenging time.

Thank you for your kindness, generosity, and prayers. We will continue to share updates as we are able.

Lusy and June

A message from Maribel:

I don’t fully understand what’s happening to me, and that’s one of the hardest parts.

A few weeks ago, I started to feel like my body was slowly giving up on me. At first, I tried to explain it away—I thought maybe I was just tired, maybe I had pushed myself too hard getting back into work and working out. I told myself it would pass.

But then one day, something changed. I was just walking to my car, doing something completely normal, and suddenly my legs gave out beneath me. I fell to the ground, unable to catch myself, scraping my hands and knees. It wasn’t just a stumble—it felt like my body stopped listening to me.

Not long after that, I had a severe allergic reaction to animals, something that felt overwhelming and frightening on its own. And just when I thought things couldn’t get more confusing, a week later my body began to tremble—for no clear reason. Not my whole body, but only the right side. It didn’t make sense. It still doesn’t.

I was rushed to the hospital, hoping for answers, hoping someone could tell me what was wrong and how to fix it. They ran tests, did blood work, examined me—but in the end, I left without clarity. Without a name for what I’m facing.

Now I’m waiting to see a neurologist, holding on to the hope that someone will finally understand what my body is trying to say.

Every day feels different. Some days the shaking is stronger, harder to ignore. Other days it eases, just enough to make me wonder if it’s going away—only to return again. The uncertainty is exhausting. It’s not just physical; it’s emotional too. It’s the fear of not knowing, the frustration of not having answers, and the quiet question in the back of my mind: “What is happening to me?”

But even in all of this, I refuse to let fear take over.

With the grace of God, I hold on to faith. I believe that healing is possible, even when I can’t yet see the path. I trust that this moment—no matter how confusing or heavy—is not the end of my story.

I am still here. I am still fighting. And I will keep believing that answers, strength, and healing are ahead of me.