Today is my birthday — another year of life, another year of service.
For so long, I’ve stood beside hospital beds, whispered comfort to frightened patients, fought for every heartbeat, and offered strength even when mine was fading 💉🙏.

But tonight, the hallways are still.
No ringing phones, no hurried footsteps, no familiar “Doctor, we need you.”
Just me… and a small cake waiting softly in the glow of a single candle 🎂✨.

Being a doctor means giving endlessly — sometimes so much that you forget what it feels like to receive.
And though I have no family to gather around me, my heart is not empty.
It carries the gratitude of those I’ve helped, the lives I’ve held together, the hope I’ve restored ❤️💫.

If you’re reading this, your “Happy Birthday,” your kindness, even just a gentle word…
would mean more than you can imagine.
Because even those who heal the world need to feel seen, too 💛🙏✨.