A Heartfelt Thank You: Love in Action

A Thousand Thank You's Could Never Be Enough.

I don’t know if words will ever be enough to express my gratitude, but I need to try.

From the moment this journey began, I have been surrounded—lifted—by the most incredible outpouring of love and support. The kindness I have witnessed is something so deep, so humbling, that it leaves me speechless.

To my friends who have become more like sisters—your love and generosity have carried me in ways I never could have imagined. You have set up meal trains, prayer chains, and even a breast milk donation system to ease the abrupt transition of having to stop breastfeeding, filled my home with books and activities to keep my mind and heart engaged, and made sure my family felt the warmth of Christmas even in isolation. You planned the sweetest baby shower, learned to cross-stitch just so I could have the most special baby blanket—a treasure I will cherish forever. You organized rosary slots so that every moment of my first chemo was covered in prayer. You saw a need before I even had time to process it myself, and you filled it with love. To those who have sent gifts from near and far, offered rosaries, masses, and reached out to priests and sisters across the world—your faith has wrapped around me like a shield, giving me peace in the midst of uncertainty. The list of kindness is endless. You have done things I never could have thought to ask for, things I could never deserve, and yet you gave so freely. Friendships like this are rare, and you have not only inspired me but called me to be a better Christian through your selfless generosity, given with no desire for recognition—only love.

To my in-laws, who have put their own lives on hold to be here, to watch the girls, especially the countless last-minute appointments, the prayers and support you have provided us, the cleaning and cooking—there are no words big enough for my gratitude.

To the friends and family who have driven my daughter to extracurriculars, who have called just to check in, dropped by and sat with us in my fear and offered nothing but presence and comfort—you remind me daily that I am not alone.

To my oncologist—you have been more than a doctor to us. You have been a leader in my care, an advocate for the best treatments, and a key reason why my baby girl is here in my arms today. But beyond medicine, you have been a spiritual leader, reminding us that God is the ultimate physician, that He has control over this situation, and that Mother Mary is wrapping us in her mantle. The number of times you have held our hands, bowed your head in prayer with us, and offered daily Mass for our family—it is something I know is rare, something I do not take for granted. You have cared for my body, but you have also cared for my soul. For that, I will never be able to thank you enough.

To George, my husband, there are not enough words to capture what you have been to me through all of this. My rock, my safe place, my fiercest protector. You have carried the weight of this battle as if it were your own, and in so many ways, it is. You’ve researched endlessly, advocated for me at every appointment, and fought alongside me with a level of devotion that leaves me in awe. You have balanced everything—caring for me, keeping our home running, shielding our daughters from the hardest parts of this reality while also preparing them with love and honesty. You have held me in my weakest moments, wiped my tears, and somehow still managed to make me laugh. What would I do without you? While I worry about what life would look like for you without me, I know you spend just as much time thinking the same in reverse. But let me tell you this: if love could heal, I would already be cured. You love me that well. And I love you with all that I have.

To My Daughters, my sweet, strong, beautiful girls—you have had to grow up faster than you should have, and I’m so sorry for that. But what an honor it is to be your mother and to witness the strength, resilience, and love that pours out of you.

Emily, my firstborn, my brave girl. You have stepped into a role no child should ever have to, being strong for your younger sisters when I was away for all-day infusions or in the hospital for days at a time. You protected them, comforted them, and carried burdens far beyond your years. You’ve faced your own fears head-on, sacrificed time with friends, adapted to homeschooling changes, and even endured isolation when my immune system was too weak to risk illness. You have done all of this with such grace, and I see you. I see how strong you’ve become, and I know this isn’t fair—but I also know that God has given you a heart so big, so capable of love, and that will carry you through anything.

Hannah, my sweet, strong-willed girl. You have had to spend so much time away from me—long days, long nights, and too many goodbyes for long appointments or hospital stays. I know you didn’t always understand why I had to be gone, but you have been so strong. You should never have had to wonder when Mama was coming home, and I know it’s been hard. But you have handled it with courage, and every time I see you run into my arms after time apart, I know that love is what will always bind us together—no matter how much time cancer tries to take away.

Lucia, my little miracle baby, my warrior girl. You were with me through the first battle with cancer before you even took your first breath. You are the living proof that light and love can still grow in the middle of the hardest storms. You have been nothing but joy—smiling constantly, reminding me daily of the beauty of life. And my sweet girl, you had to suddenly stop nursing because of my treatment restarting, and I know you don’t understand why just yet. But even in that, you have been so patient, so adaptable. I wish things could have been different for you, but know this—you are so incredibly loved.

To all three of you, my precious daughters: Thank you for being the light in my life. Thank you for making me laugh, for kissing me, for reminding me daily that love is bigger than cancer. There is nothing in this world I want more than to watch you grow, to be here for all of it. But no matter what happens, please always know this: You are my greatest joy. My greatest blessing. And I love you beyond words.

Every single act, big and small, has been felt. Deeply.

I don’t always know how to properly show my gratitude. I may not always respond the way I wish I could. But please know this—I am overwhelmed. I am in awe. I have never in my life witnessed this level of selfless kindness and service. And I will never, ever forget it.

This list of gratitude will continue to grow, because the love being poured out continues to multiply. But please, if you have prayed, helped, called, or simply held us in your heart—know that you are seen, you are loved, and you have made a difference in my life and in my family’s life.

From the depths of my heart, thank you.

With all my love,

Blessy