She lost her hands and feet — but never her light 💔✨.
What began as the flu quietly became a fight for her life, turning ordinary days into moments of fear, uncertainty, and unimaginable pain.

Parts of Mia’s body were taken… but her spirit remained untouched 🤍.
In hospital rooms heavy with silence and worry, she chose courage 🌈 — again and again, even when the road ahead felt impossibly long.

Learning to move.
Learning to adapt.
Learning how to begin again 💪.

With every effort, she showed us that true strength isn’t measured by what we lose — but by how we rise ❤️. Her determination speaks louder than words, and her resilience teaches everyone watching what bravery truly looks like.

And that smile… 😊
That smile is her victory.

May God surround Mia with healing hands she cannot see, courage that never fades, and endless hope for every step of her journey 🙏✨.