VT. The news is heartbreaking: Will Roberts is no longer responding to many medications, doctors are racing to find a way to save him… but when hope emerged, the cost of treatment turned into a nightmare.

There are pains that don’t just reside within the body… but also spread to loved ones. There are battles where the “enemy” isn’t just cancer—but also helplessness, waiting, and sometimes a question no one should ever have to face: can money decide life or death?

For Will Roberts, a boy who has battled bone cancer for many years, recent days have become a heart-wrenching experience.

“HAUNTING PAIN…”—that’s how his family describes it. Not because they want to dramatize the story, but because the reality is too cruel: Will is going through a kind of pain that even adults can’t bear to watch, let alone a child.

A smile amidst the pain—something that even the doctors are stunned by.

His family shared that despite the agonizing pain, despite his body being exhausted to the point of collapse, Will still managed to do something that brought tears to everyone’s eyes:

he still smiled.

It wasn’t a smile because everything was okay.

It was a smile to reassure others.

There were times when Will would look at his parents, at his relatives, and offer a very gentle smile—as if to say, “I’m still here. I’m still trying. Don’t cry.” That very resilience astonished even the medical team. Because some patients fight with medication. But Will fought with something no medicine could replace:

the will to live.

But the most terrifying thing was: medication could no longer “defeat” the pain.

And then, recently, the situation became even more severe.

What worried the family most wasn’t just the progression of the cancer… but the terrifying truth: Will’s condition was becoming less responsive to many medications. The methods that had once helped him hold on, that had helped him breathe easier… now seemed less effective.

And when painkillers no longer alleviate the pain, when the body no longer responds as well to treatment as expected… that’s when people understand: this battle is entering a dangerous turning point.

Doctors have to race. Not racing against appointments. Not racing against procedures.

But racing against time.

Because for Will, each passing day wasn’t just “one day”—it was a test of his body to the very limit.

And then… in a moment of seemingly hopeless despair, hope appeared.

There were times when everything seemed like a dead end. It felt like any choice would only prolong the pain. The family spent days praying and waiting for confirmation that there was still a way.

And then… just when it seemed there was no way out, a final ray of light appeared.

Doctors said there was a promising new treatment approach — an option they believed could offer Will a greater chance, better control of his condition, and a chance to move him to the next stage.

In stories like these, just hearing the word “promising” is enough to make one’s heart race. Because “promising” means there’s still a door. There’s still a path. There’s still a chance.

But then… the joy was overshadowed by a great darkness.

When hope is blocked by one thing: cost.

Because what silenced Will’s parents wasn’t the side effects. Not the risks. Not the procedure. But something even more cruel, because it wasn’t medical:

the cost of treatment.

Sources indicated that the cost of this option was so high that even the doctors had to state it bluntly, as an undeniable truth. And at that moment, the family’s fear took on a different form.

Before, they feared illness.

Now… they fear the most painful question in life.

From that moment, the battle was no longer confined to the hospital room. It spilled out—into the bills, into the numbers, into the tearful calculations.

And the heart-wrenching question began to appear, heavy as a sentence:

“Do we have the means to keep our child alive?”

No parent should have to ask that.

No family should be forced to choose between love and ability.

But Will Roberts… was there. And his family was standing in the harshest place: where miracles required not only medicine, but also resources.

Will still smiled… while his parents were broken.

The most heartbreaking thing was: despite all the pressure, Will still tried to smile.

He didn’t know all those numbers. He didn’t do the calculations. He didn’t understand what “cost” meant to his family. Will knew only one simple thing: he wanted to live. He wanted to stay. He wanted to continue seeing his parents, to continue hearing people call his name.

Pray that the new treatment plan will truly open a door.

Pray that his family will have the strength, the resources, and the miracle.

And pray that Will will not lose his life because of something no child should ever know:

the price of life. 🙏