“Up ahead in the distance I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway, I heard the mission bell
Then I was thinking to myself this could be Heaven or this could be Hell
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way”
~ Hotel California, Eagles
Your loved one was the candle that showed me the way.
The heart I was given on that fateful night of May 10, 2007 by your loved one was the “light”. He or she was the light at the end of the tunnel that showed me the way and that light is now within me.
I don’t think of my heart donor and donor family only on an anniversary, I think of my donor and my donor family EVERY day. I am in awe every day of life, of this amazing gift I was given and by the people who have truly touched me on this heart transplant journey. And your family truly has touched me.
I don’t climb mountains, run marathons or have a bucket list, but each day I live life fully and as completely as I can. Some days are exhausting, others are exhilarating, yet all of them are filled with gratitude.
Before my heart transplant it was my journey. But once his or her heart went into my chest it became OUR journey. God asks little, but to help one another journey forward. Now we both walk this journey together with the help of my donor.
Thank you so much, you are always and forever in my heart, my thoughts and in my prayers!
Love & gratitude, D & family