Our Story!

Our Story

He was born with a silver spoon, yet life did not spare him its heartbreaks. She came from a modest home, where her father taught her the language of sacrifice. Together, we faced a world that demanded more than most could endure �" a world that tested the strength of a man and a woman who dared to love forever.

We loved deeply, but fate had other plans. Responsibilities pulled us in different directions �" careers, causes, and the quiet duty of solving problems that weren’t ours alone. We built lives not for comfort, but for purpose.

And in the midst of our small joys, envy found its way in. Some wondered why they couldn’t feel the happiness we did, even though we wore no crowns and gave no commands. We simply offered direction, and a few listened �" not out of obligation, but out of respect. Yet others resented the laughter echoing from our humble home, the warmth we found in struggle.

We live among the poor, not above them. Their pain is ours; their innocence, our cause. We shield them from harm, even when the harm comes for us. Our smiles are fleeting �" stolen by those who cannot bear to see us happy, who strip away our moments and our means.

When people praise our compassion, others scoff. “You’re powerful,” they say, “but uneducated �" illiterate in poetry and language.” They do not know that if we chose to speak, to write with focus, the world would listen. But we choose silence, not out of weakness, but out of grace.

We are three �" two souls and a son �" warriors in a world that throws its worst at us. We ask for no help. We carry our own shields. We live for the innocent, and in return, they protect us.

-Jessy Jacob. 

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