He could have rung the bell.
The moment was his.
But he chose to wait โ because God wasnโt done yet ๐.
We were 15, sick and scared, whispering prayers between chemo and silence ๐ค๐๏ธ.
He finished treatment first and waited for me.

When my day finally came, we rang the bell together ๐ โ not because cancer was gone, but because God stayed โจ.
Ten years later, we stood side by side again โ this time at an altar ๐๐ค.
Cancer introduced us.
Faith carried us.
And God wrote the rest โ๏ธ.
If you believe, leave a prayer or a quiet amen ๐.