As her mother, it broke my heart to see her in pain and not be able to fix it. I couldn’t stop the chemo from making her sick. I couldn’t ease her fear. I couldn’t promise that everything would be okay, even though I wanted to more than anything. But I could be there. I could sit beside her during treatments, hold her hand when she cried, brush her hair gently as it thinned, and whisper words of comfort in the quiet moments when everything felt too heavy. I learned that sometimes, presence is the most powerful gift we can give—being there when everything hurts, loving someone through the storm.
No, this is not the journey we expected. We never thought we would be facing cancer and pregnancy at the same time. But in the middle of all this pain, there is something fierce and beautiful: her will to live, her determination to become a mother, her courage to face each day not knowing what tomorrow might bring. And through it all, there is love—so much love.
