My name is Tom 🤍.
I’ve fought cancer once before… and now the battle has returned.

I won’t pretend I’m not scared.
I am. 🙏
Fear shows up in quiet hospital rooms, in long pauses between test results, in questions that don’t always have answers. Some days feel heavier than others, and the silence can feel louder than any noise 🏥🌙.

But even here — hope has not left me.

I remember what it means to fight.
I remember how far courage can carry a heart, even when the body feels tired. And this time, just like before, I’m choosing to hold on — one breath, one prayer, one day at a time ✨.

There are hard days. Days when strength feels small. Days when all I can do is lie still and wait.

But even in fear, faith remains 🙏. Because I’ve learned something important: Being small doesn’t mean being weak. And having fear doesn’t mean losing courage 💙.

I may be small — but my courage is big. Big enough to hope again. Big enough to try again. Big enough to believe that this story is not over yet 🌈.

Every prayer sent my way. Every kind thought. Every word of encouragement — they remind me that I’m not fighting alone 🤍. They remind me that love travels farther than illness ever could.

So today, I ask for something simple… but powerful:

✨ Please keep me in your prayers. ✨
For strength on the hard days. For peace in the waiting. For healing, courage, and light to keep finding their way back to me.

Thank you for standing with me — even from afar. Your faith helps carry mine 🤍🙏.