I’m trying to be brave, but today feels really scary.
My name is Everly… and I have a brain tumor.
They’re taking me into surgery soon. Mommy keeps smoothing my blanket even though it’s already straight, and Daddy hasn’t let go of my hand since we got here.
There’s a little stuffed bear tucked beside me. One of the nurses put a tiny hospital bracelet on its paw so I wouldn’t feel alone.
I heard the doctors talking softly in the hallway, and everybody keeps telling me I’m strong.
But right now, I don’t feel very strong.
I just feel small.
So before I go in, I wanted to ask something simple…
If you’re not too busy, could you leave me a heart?
Mommy says every heart means someone is praying for me. And I think we could really use those prayers today.