My son grew up dreaming of becoming a firefighter 🚒
From toy trucks clutched in tiny hands 🧸
to a man who runs toward flames to save strangers 🔥

He lived his calling with courage 💪
And every time he came home safe,
my heart swelled with pride and quiet thanks ❤️

Tonight, the hero is the one fighting for his life 🏥
A call 📞
A fire 🔥
A sudden collapse 💥

Now he lies still —surrounded by tubes and bandages,
brave, broken, and heartbreakingly quiet 😔

I would trade my last breath to take his place 💔
I would carry every scar, every pain, every wound
if it meant he could stand again 🙏

So if you see this, please pause 🕊️Leave one kind word 💬
One prayer 🙏
One ❤️

For a father holding onto hope, and a hero who needs the world’s light right now 🤍