My name is Kylie, and I’m Kyra’s daughter and the organizer of this campaign. My mom was leaving Walmart when a stranger shot her seven times. She survived — but the injuries she sustained were so severe that she required major emergency surgeries and now faces life-altering damage.
Kyra has always been the heart of our family — a loving mother of three, full of creativity, light, laughter, and unwavering care. But now, because of this violent attack, her life as she knew it is gone.
She needs intensive physical therapy, constant caregiving, and deep emotional support as she heals from this trauma. She’s unable to work, and the costs are already overwhelming: hospital bills, rehab, medications, and the day-to-day expenses of living while she recovers.
We are doing everything we can, but we cannot do this alone. Your donation — whether large or small — will help give Kyra a fighting chance. If you can’t give right now, sharing this campaign would mean the world to us.
Her recovery will be long, painful, and complicated — because she has to relearn so much, because her life won’t ever be quite the same, and because the emotional and physical scars from this attack run deep. Your support isn’t just financial. It’s hope. Healing. A reminder that she’s not alone in this fight.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Kyra has always been the heart of our family — a loving mother of three, full of creativity, light, laughter, and unwavering care. But now, because of this violent attack, her life as she knew it is gone.
She needs intensive physical therapy, constant caregiving, and deep emotional support as she heals from this trauma. She’s unable to work, and the costs are already overwhelming: hospital bills, rehab, medications, and the day-to-day expenses of living while she recovers.
We are doing everything we can, but we cannot do this alone. Your donation — whether large or small — will help give Kyra a fighting chance. If you can’t give right now, sharing this campaign would mean the world to us.
Her recovery will be long, painful, and complicated — because she has to relearn so much, because her life won’t ever be quite the same, and because the emotional and physical scars from this attack run deep. Your support isn’t just financial. It’s hope. Healing. A reminder that she’s not alone in this fight.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart.






