FROM TRAGEDY TO TEARS: Mother of Maya Gebala Reveals the Small Act That Broke Her Heart in the Most Beautiful Way

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04/03/2026

For the family of Maya Gebala, sitting by her hospital bed is a blessing. It means she’s still with them — even if doctors didn’t think she would be. (Cia Edmonds via Facebook)

The mother of one of the victims of the Tumbler Ridge mass shooting has shared updates about how her daughter is doing.

Twelve-year-old Maya Gebala has had to fight pneumonia, MRSA, meningitis, a cerebral leak, and two brain surgeries, Cia Edmonds posted on Facebook.

Edmonds says Maya is slowly improving, opening her eye during the day and appearing to follow TV shows.

“My stomach was in knots, and I don’t think I was able to process a coherent sentence for anyone to be able to understand,” she posted.

“Day by day, though, she’s coming back to the place she was, the swelling is going down again, and her eye is open during the day.”

She says Maya is able to squeeze her hands and wiggle her toes when asked to.

Maya, who was flown to BC Children’s Hospital in Vancouver following the tragedy, has received an outpouring of support from people around the world.

The Feb. 10 mass shooting claimed the lives of nine people in Tumbler Ridge, including that of the shooter, Jesse Van Rootselaar.

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