This is my dad, David 💙
To me, he has always been strong — but this journey revealed what true strength really means.

Strength isn’t just muscle or courage on good days.
It’s showing up when fear takes over 😔
It’s holding on when hope feels distant
It’s choosing to fight, even when the road feels endless.

There were days filled with uncertainty.
Days when the future felt fragile.
Days when all we could do was pray and take the next breath 🙏

And yet… here he is.
A survivor 🌟

This photo isn’t only about what he overcame.
It’s about gratitude 🤍 — for every hand that held his,
every voice that encouraged him,
every moment of care, love, and belief that carried him through.

Today, we honor survivors like David 💪
And we hold space for those still in the fight 🎗️
May they feel strength when they’re tired, hope when they’re afraid, and love when they need it most.

❤️ Leave a little love below —
For perseverance.
For courage.
For hope that never lets go.