11/29/2025
✨ She was only five — tiny, fragile, yet brave in a way only a true fighter could be.
🌼 Her name was Alivia, a little girl who smiled through pain and whispered to her grandmother, “Don’t worry, Grandma… I’ll be okay.”
💛 Cancer took her kidney, her strength, and eventually her life — but it never took her light.
🌟 Even on her weakest days, she shared what little she had, always thinking of others first.
🎁 Now, her grandmother walks the same hospital halls carrying gifts for sick children.
💛 “She would have wanted me to,” she says, holding a yellow ribbon — Alivia’s color, the color of courage.
✨ Because love doesn’t end with goodbye.
🌈 It lives on — in memories, in kindness, in the gentle light she left behind.