At just 14 months old, Ava’s world changed forever.
What should have been a time filled with first steps, first words, and simple childhood discoveries was instead marked by hospital corridors, anxious faces, and the unthinkable reality of a cancer diagnosis.
The word retinoblastoma was one her parents had never heard before. A rare childhood eye cancer, affecting only a handful of children each year, it became a word that would forever define their journey. The tumour had filled Ava’s entire eye, leaving her doctors with a heartbreaking but clear choice: to save her life, the eye had to be removed.
No parent is ever ready to hear such words. Ava’s mum remembers holding her baby tightly in the hospital, stroking her soft hair, wondering how something so cruel could happen to someone so little. She remembers the sterile smell of the operating theatre, the sound of hushed voices, the way her heart shattered as she kissed her daughter’s forehead before the surgery.
When Ava woke up, her life was already different. The tumour was gone, but so was her eye. And in its place, a future filled with uncertainty had begun.
But if there is one word that defines Ava, it is not cancer. It is not loss. It is not even survival. It is
strength.
From the very beginning, she faced challenge after challenge. Recovery was never smooth. There were complications—many of them. Her eye socket required surgeries to prepare for a prosthetic. Sometimes, those surgeries went well. Other times, they brought setbacks that no child should ever have to endure. Just recently, Ava underwent yet another operation on her eye socket, and more are already planned in the months ahead. For many children, the thought of repeated surgeries would bring only fear. For Ava, though, they are simply another mountain to climb, another hurdle on her path.
Yet her battles have not been only physical. Trauma leaves invisible scars, too. Ava’s mum describes how her little girl sometimes wakes from sleep with a start, crying from dreams she can’t put into words. Loud noises, bright lights, or even routine checkups can trigger deep fear in her. At such a young age, she carries memories that most adults could barely cope with. Doctors recognized what was happening: post-traumatic stress.
But Ava has begun therapy, and through it, she is slowly learning to heal. With patience, kindness, and the right tools, she is being shown that hospitals are not always places of fear, and that she is safe now. She is learning to breathe through the panic, to find calm even when her memories threaten to overwhelm her. Her healing is not fast, and it is not easy, but she is doing it—one brave step at a time.
Living with one eye also presents daily challenges that most people never stop to think about. Depth perception, something we take for granted, is harder for Ava. Walking down stairs, pouring a drink, reaching for a toy—all of these require extra effort and practice. Her balance is not always steady. Sometimes she stumbles, sometimes she falls.






