As many of you may not know, my sweet baby boy Josiah—just one year old—was diagnosed with congenital heart failure on March 6, 2026. Since then, our lives have changed in ways I never could have imagined.

Josiah is the happiest little boy. He loves to smile, laugh, and light up every room he’s in. He’s so full of life, so full of love—you would never be able to tell how much his tiny heart has been struggling. He’s strong, he’s a fighter, and he reminds me every single day what true strength looks like.

We were told that his heart is very weak and that he will need a heart transplant. Hearing those words as a parent broke me in ways I can’t explain. Right now, we are waiting for a donor while holding on to faith, hope, and every little moment with our baby.

This journey has been incredibly hard—emotionally, mentally, and financially. Between hospital stays, medical care, and being by Josiah’s side every day, we are doing everything we can to stay strong for him.

I am asking from the bottom of my heart—please keep Josiah in your prayers. And if you are able to help in any way, whether it’s donating or simply sharing his story, it would mean the world to our family. Every bit of support helps us continue to fight alongside.

Thank you all so much for the love, prayers, and support. We truly feel it.