In Every Star, His Light Still Shines — Remembering Cami.

Camilo “Cami” Alejandro Parra.

Born on March 1st, 2017 — a boy with eyes that sparkled brighter than the stars he loved to stare at.

From the very beginning, Cami filled every room with laughter.

His favorite toys were Luigi from Mario and Woody from Toy Story. He would sing to himself for hours, humming gentle tunes that seemed to carry light wherever he went.

To his family, he wasn’t just a son or a brother.

He was sunshine.

He was pure joy.

But in December 2021, that light met its greatest challenge.

Doctors spoke words that shattered every parent’s heart —

Medulloblastoma, a rare and aggressive brain tumor.

Cami was only four years old.

From that moment, childhood changed.

Hospitals replaced playgrounds.

Tubes and machines became part of daily life.

His laughter was now accompanied by the steady rhythm of monitors and the quiet hum of ventilators.

Yet even in the darkest moments, Cami found ways to smile.

He’d crack tiny jokes with his nurses, wave to strangers in the hallway, and ask for songs instead of silence.

His courage became contagious — a spark that ignited hope in everyone who met him.

Through endless treatments, surgeries, and scans, his spirit remained unbroken. He endured what grown men could not, and he did it with grace.

There were nights his mother sat by his bedside, clutching his hand as alarms echoed in the room.

She whispered prayers no child should need.

“Please, just one more good day,” she’d say.

And often, Cami would give her that — a day with laughter, a day without fear, a day where hope returned.

But as the months went on, his body grew weary.

The medicines grew stronger.

The good days became rare.

By October 2024, the hospital room had become their second home.

Machines surrounded him, breathing for him, fighting for him.

Every breath he took felt like a miracle.

On October 24th, his oxygen levels began to fall.

His little lungs struggled.

Doctors worked tirelessly — X-rays, chest tubes, transfusions, machines — everything humanly possible.

His team called him a fighter, and they meant it.

His mother never left his side.

She brushed his hair, held his hand, sang his favorite songs, even when his eyes were closed.

She knew he could still hear her.

Day after day, his medical updates read like war reports — chest collapsed, lungs filled with air pockets, clots, transfusions.

Each word carried weight.

Each line was a plea for a miracle.

But even in his weakest moments, Cami continued to touch lives.

 Nurses brought him small gifts. Friends sent drawings.

 Aunts, uncles, cousins — all gathered around his story, holding him with love from near and far.

Then, on the morning of November 6th, 2024, at 7:24 a.m., surrounded by those who adored him, Cami took his final breath.

He was seven years old.

The world grew quieter that morning.

His aunt, Maria Botero, wrote words that captured the ache of goodbye:

“And then I heard the angel say, ‘He’s with you every day.’
The sun, the wind, the moon, the stars will forever be around,

reminding you of the love you shared,
and the peace he has finally found.”

In that moment, heaven gained a little boy with a brave heart — a child who faced the unthinkable with love and light.

His family now carries his memory everywhere — in the way sunlight filters through curtains, in the way laughter fills a quiet house, in the songs he once loved to sing.

Cami’s story is not just one of loss.

It’s one of courage.

 Of a child who taught the world how to live, even while dying.

His mother often says that every time the wind brushes her cheek, she feels him.

Every rainbow, every star — it’s Cami saying, “I’m still here, Mama.”

The world remembers him not for how he left, but for how brightly he shone.

Seven short years — but a lifetime of love.

💛 Fly high, sweet boy.

You are free now.

 No more tubes, no more pain, no more hospital walls — just peace, stars, and endless light.

You will always be forever seven.