Veronica’s Stage Four Breast Cancer Fundraising

My name is Kiah, and I am reaching out with a heavy heart to ask for your support for my beloved aunt, Ate Veron. She has been courageously battling stage four breast cancer — a fight that has tested not only her strength and faith, but also the limits of what our family can manage on our own. Ate Veron has always been a pillar of love and kindness in our lives, someone who gives selflessly to others even in the face of hardship. Now, it is our turn to give back to her.

We are raising funds to help cover her ongoing medical treatments, medications, essential care, everyday expenses and to help her two young girls back in the Philippines.

Ate Veron’s Light

When Veronica was a child, life took everything from her—except her spirit. She was orphaned too young to fully understand loss, but old enough to feel its hollow weight. It was my great-grandmother, her (Aunt) who took her in, a woman of quiet strength and weathered hands, who knew too well the meaning of sacrifice. Together, they built a life out of fragments—small joys stitched between hardship and hope.

Veronica was a single mother herself, raising two young daughters. Their home in the Philippines was small but full of warmth—the kind that came from laughter around a simple meal, from shared stories whispered under candlelight when the power went out, from love that never asked for anything in return.

As Veron grew older, so did her determination. She knew that love alone could not fill empty stomachs or pay for her daughter’s education. So she made the hardest choice a mother, a daughter, and a niece could ever make—she left. With trembling hands and an unshakable will, she flew to Singapore to work, sending every bit she could back home. Her two young daughters stayed in the Philippines, studying hard, holding onto every phone call, every photo, every message that reminded them: Mama is working for us. Mama is fighting for us.

But now, that fight has taken a cruel turn. Ate Veron has been diagnosed with stage four breast cancer. The same hands that have labored for others, the same heart that carried the weight of an entire family, now grows weaker each day. She faces this battle in a foreign land—away from her daughters, away from the family that raised her, surrounded by sterile walls instead of familiar arms.

Yet, even in her pain, she remains unshaken. Her voice trembles when she speaks of her girls, but her eyes still hold that same light—the one that carried her through every loss, every long night of work, every lonely meal eaten in silence. She dreams of seeing her daughters graduate, of holding them again without fear of tomorrow.

Now, it is our turn to be her strength. Our turn to gather around her as she once gathered around us. Ate Veron has spent her life giving—her time, her youth, her love, her health—for the sake of others. She has always been the light in our family, burning quietly but steadily, even when everything else grew dark.

She and her two young daughters need us now—our prayers, our compassion, our help. For all the years she carried us with her courage, may we now carry her with our love.

Every donation, no matter how small, will make a difference in ensuring that Ate Veron receives the treatment and comfort she deserves during this most difficult time.

Even as little as a $1.00 counts. Thank you for your help.