My name is JoVonda. I’m 40 years old, and a proud mother of four. On May 12, 2025, my life changed in ways I never could have imagined when I was diagnosed with an aggressive form of Stage IV non-Hodgkin lymphoma.

I’ve always been a strong, hardworking woman who took pride in providing for my children and giving them more than I ever had. I’ve been the one who shows up—for my kids, my family, my friends, and loved ones—always helping in any way I could.

When I first received my diagnosis, I kept it to myself. I didn’t want to be a burden, so I tried to keep pushing through life as if nothing had changed—working, taking care of my kids, and holding on to my faith. Even while doctors encouraged me to stay hospitalized due to how aggressive my cancer is, I refused to miss my children’s important milestones: a prom, a graduation, and preparing my daughter for her first year of college. Being a mother doesn’t stop, no matter what battles we face.

But cancer doesn’t wait either. My treatments are intense—chemotherapy runs 24 hours a day for five days straight at a time. These treatments have taken a toll on me physically, mentally, and emotionally. At the same time, I’m still trying to manage life’s responsibilities: caring for myself, being a mother, covering medical expenses not fully covered by insurance, traveling back and forth for treatments, and handling daily costs.

Even though my immune system is compromised and my daily life has changed, I will not let this defeat me. My faith remains unshaken—I know all things are in God’s hands, and I believe everything will be okay. I remind myself daily: without a test, there’s no testimony.

So many of you have already lifted me up with your love, prayers, and support—for that, I am truly grateful. Several people have asked how they can help or where they can send donations, so I created this GoFundMe. Asking for help is not easy for me, but I know now that I don’t have to face this battle alone.

As I type this with tears in my eyes, please know how deeply thankful I am. Thank you for standing with me, for your prayers, and for reminding me that I am not alone in this fight.

With love and gratitude,

JoVonda

Remember: God has the final say. Without a test, there’s no testimony