This weekend, I started writing a very difficult letter that I have been meaning to write it for a long time. It is to the family of my dad’s liver donor. As I wrote this letter, I was overcome with gratitude for that family’s sacrifice. I am so grateful that I had my dad growing up. I love him so much. I am amazed at my parents and the strength they had through my dad’s illness. I can’t imagine how difficult it would be to be a young mother with four little children and have to face losing your husband and raising your kids alone.
I don’t mean this to be an advertisement for organ donation, but I might as well mention it while I am writing about it. It saved my dad’s life and I will be forever grateful for that. If you want to be an organ donor, tell you family. Let them know. Register here.