oday I ate a slice of pizza in a hospital bed and tried to smile as if everything were normal. Some days feel “good.” And others feel heavy. At 16, I thought my problems would be school, my friends, and weekend plans… but now my routine is studying, needles, and waiting.

Stay strong, little brother. You already bear the name of a warrior, Jacob. Trust in God; He is great, powerful, and merciful. Take heart, for faith moves mountains. Pray for your health! Big hug in Christ Jesus and Mother Mary! 🙏😇🥰💕💪

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