Last month was the 14th anniversary of my dad's heart transplant. Our family is going to take a trip this Spring to meet the donor family. My dad told me about 8 years ago that the doctors estimate he'll live 15 years after the transplant. So if they're right, that gives us a year. Then, on Sunday, I was talking to him on the phone. He said he got a Christmas letter from his donor family, and they mentioned that he is the last living transplant recipient (their 19 year old son died and saved 6 people by donating his organs--my father included). And I am so glad that my dad's alive! But I am so afraid to let him go! It will be one of the great tragedies of my life, watching my father leave this world. But I will watch it. He is my greatest hero.
Love, Clare
P.S. If you're not already signed up to donate your organs, please consider it. You can't possibly imagine how much good you can do. And saving lives? Not a bad way to go....
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