HE SHOULD BE PLAYING… INSTEAD, HE’S LEARNING TO WALK AGAIN
He should be outside laughing…
running with friends…
living a carefree childhood. 
Instead…
he’s in therapy.
A first grader.
A body covered in burns.
30% of him changed in a moment.
Now his days are filled with pain, recovery, and strength no child should ever need. He holds onto a stuffed animal—not for fun, but for comfort.
Every movement hurts.
Every step is a battle.
But he keeps going.
Because even in pain…
there’s something inside him that refuses to give up. 
This is what courage looks like.
Not loud.
Not perfect.
Just… continuing.
And behind him stands a family praying, hoping, and holding on through every difficult day.
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