Today, I ate a slice of pizza in a hospital bed and tried to smile like everything was normal
Today, I ate a slice of pizza in a hospital bed and tried to smile like everything was normal. Some days are okay. Others feel unbearably heavy. At 16, I thought my biggest worries would be school, friends, and weekend plans… but now my calendar is filled with tests, needles, and waiting .
Still, I’m learning to count the small victories: a good result, a quiet night, a laugh that slowly finds its way back .
If you’re reading this, I don’t need perfect words — just a simple prayer, a warm thought, a little hope sent my way
