Still Fighting – Jahmya’s Journey

I know it’s been a few days since I’ve shared anything. Truth is, I needed to catch my breath. I’ve been carrying a lot, and sometimes it’s hard to even find the words. But I’m ready to talk now.

This journey with Jahmya… it’s been overwhelming. Every day feels like a new battle. From the constant bleeding to infections that just won’t let up, to yeast issues… now we’re dealing with an ulcer in her stomach and an ulcer on the back of her head. As if that wasn’t enough, her left pulmonary artery is now compressing her airway.

How do you even process all of that? It’s just one thing after another. No warning. No break. And it hurts to watch her go through all of this—still smiling, still trying, still fighting.

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about palliative care. What does that really mean for Jahmya? I’m not giving up. I never could. But I want her to have the best quality of life, not just quantity. I want her to be comfortable. To feel love. To feel peace. To live—even in the small moments.

And while my faith is strong, I’ll be honest… this is hard. God, I know You are the healer. I know You see the full picture. But Lord—this is so much. I’m tired. My heart is tired. And still, my baby keeps fighting.

So here I am. Being real. Being raw. Sharing not because I have the answers, but because I need the space. I need the prayers. And maybe—someone else out there needs to know they’re not alone in their fight, either.

Thank you for walking with us. For lifting us up when we feel like we’re sinking. We feel every prayer, every word of encouragement. Keep them coming.

Because Jahmya is still fighting. And so are we.

“Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” — Hebrews 11:1