My mom, Brenda, is one of the strongest people I know—but right now, she is facing the hardest fight of her life.

She is currently hospitalized, taking things day by day as doctors work to determine the next steps for her failing heart. We are waiting and praying for a life-saving option—whether that is a heart transplant or an LVAD. But nothing is guaranteed, and every day comes with uncertainty.

What’s hardest right now isn’t just the physical battle—it’s the emotional one.

My mom is trying to prepare for everything… even the unthinkable. She’s working to make sure that if the worst were to happen, my brother and I won’t be left trying to figure everything out while grieving. No one should have to carry that kind of weight, but that’s who she is—always thinking of others first.

And still, she wants to live.

She is fighting so hard to stay here with us.

Momma has done everything right. She was diagnosed with heart issues when she was just 29 years old. She quit smoking, followed every doctor’s order, and has lived her life doing exactly what she was told to protect her health. She doesn’t drink, doesn’t misuse medications—she has been the ideal patient.

And yet, she’s here… fighting for her life.

She’s also a daughter, and right now that role is breaking her heart.

Her mother, Sue, is in a memory care facility suffering from rapidly progressing dementia. My mom has always been her main support and advocate. Being stuck in the hospital, unable to see her mom, has been incredibly painful for her.

And she is a grandmother—something she cherishes deeply.

My son, Jayden, has been the light of her life for the past 14 years. She wants more time with him. More memories. More moments.

After her surgery, doctors are requiring that she stay near the hospital for at least 2 weeks—possibly longer—following a 3–4 week hospital stay.

We live 2.5 hours away from Lexington, so going home is not an option.

We will need to pay out-of-pocket for lodging near the hospital so we can be there for her recovery and any complications that may arise.

This is an expense we were not prepared for—but it is absolutely necessary for her survival and recovery.

If you’re able to donate, no amount is too small.

If you can’t donate, sharing this means just as much.

Every bit of support is so appreciated!

Thank you all for taking time to read her story.