A child lies quietly, holding a pen the only way he can — this is how he reaches the world 🤍.
No voice raised. No complaint. Just a fragile connection, written with effort and courage.

The words say that no one wished him a happy birthday… and that single sentence can break a heart 💔.
Because birthdays are meant for candles 🎂, for laughter 🎉, for feeling remembered — for knowing that your existence matters to someone.

Every child deserves that.
No matter their condition.
No matter how differently they move, speak, or express themselves.

If you’re reading this, pause for a moment.
Let kindness speak where the world stayed silent.

💖 Happy birthday.
💖 You matter.
💖 You are seen.

Sometimes, one gentle wish can mean everything ✨.