Mama leaned close, her voice soft but full of faith, and whispered, “A little red heart will help you heal.” ❤️
So here I lie, nestled in blankets and warmth, feeling each prayer, each loving thought, and every silent wish wrap around my tiny heart 🤍.

Even amidst the gentle hum of monitors, the soft beeps, and the tangle of wires that surround me 🏥, I feel a cocoon of safety and care 🌈.
Every heartbeat of mine seems to echo the love pouring in — each ❤️ giving courage, every tender touch bringing strength, and every whispered hope helping my body heal ✨.

I sense it in the soft squeeze of Mama’s hand, in the gentle lullabies that float through the room 🎵, and in the quiet determination of everyone who prays for me.
Day by day, I grow stronger — not just in body, but in spirit 💪💖.

Because even in the smallest frame, love has the power to do miracles 😇.
Love heals, love protects, and love gives a tiny heart the courage to keep beating, keep growing, and keep shining 💙✨.