“The love of a mother is the veil of a softer light between the heart and the heavenly Father.” ~ Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Happy Mother’s Day to all the Mom’s in the world. Their love and guidance paves the way for us to (hopefully) become good, decent, productive adults. She was always there for me. She was there both times I born. My Mom always said her best Mother’s Day was the one 2 days after my heart transplant seven years ago. I was still very sick and clinging to life on an ECMO machine. But there was HOPE. It was the best gift a Mom could ever receive. But, she also realized that another Mom was grieving the loss of a loved one, so it was also a bittersweet day for her. My Mother is still there for me even though she passed away a few years ago. I can still hear her and her spirit still guides me today. She will always be missed!
Seven years ago today, my life was saved by an anonymous organ donor by way of a heart transplant. While I am very happy to be alive, to spend more time living, I also mourn my donor and my thoughts frequently turn to the anonymous donor family. That makes it a bittersweet day. May God ALWAYS bless them, protect them and comfort them. I will FOREVER be grateful to my donor and his or her family. I thank God daily for each and every day of the past 7 years and the people who have touched me along the way are truly special to me. God Bless all of you!
I have posted 7 quotes …. one for each year ….. all of these touch me, and they touch on the journey of an organ recipient.
“It is in dialogue with pain, that many beautiful things acquire their value.”
“It’s kind of bittersweet. The human spirit is not measured by the size of the act, but by the size of the heart.”
“First you feel like dying. Then you feel reborn.”
“The meaning of life is to find your gift.The purpose of life is to give it away.”
“Dawn and resurrection are synonymous. The reappearance of the light is the same as the survival of the soul.”
“Real magic happens when your soul becomes happy in the giving. Let yourself just flow.”
“Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold …… it holds enough to save eight lives.”