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Monday, February 22, 2010

A part of you. . .

I usually get inspiration from reading other blogs. Something I read usually spurs a thought in my random head. I absolutely love the opportunity that the world wide web has given me to get to know and even meet other CFers pre & post transplant. It creates an awesome place to find hope, inspiration and support. I have been so blessed to have so many people I can reach out to and find friendship. . .to feel like others understand what I am going through.

Tonight I read a blog post and it really hit home. Everything I do everyday is all because one woman and her family gave me this gift. This seems repetitious, but it really is something I think about several times a day. All that I do, in a way, I share with my donor. A part of her lives on through my life. As I was walking effortlessly through the miles and miles of Universal Studios I thought of her. I couldn't help but think that 'we' were doing it together. By 'we' I mean my donor and myself. She is a part of me. . . she gave a part of her to me and so I take a part of her along with me in every thing I do. If I over-thought this. . .it could get creepy :) Things like riding horses, going camping, performing on stage in front of an audience. . .going to Universal Studios are all things she may had never done. But because she lives on through me, 'we' do them together.

I think as a transplant recipient, I feel a great responsibility to myself and to my donor to make the most of my life. To somehow make it mean something. To truly live life to the fullest and experience things that make me happy. It brings me some peace to think that in a small way, I am sharing my life with my donor. Taking a part of her on journeys she never did! That is all I can do for her, that is how I can honor her.

It's tough to make this come out right, in my head it makes sense. . . written down, well I am not sure if it does. But every day is special to me, every breath is important and without my donor's lungs, neither of us would be living on. It's more than I can handle sometimes, but it's something I will never take for granted.

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3 comments:

My2ndHeartBeat said...

Jamie, to quote you, "But every day is special to me, every breath is important and without my donor's lungs, neither of us would be living on. It's more than I can handle sometimes, but it's something I will never take for granted."

Makes perfect sense to me and it's almost the same as what I tell people every day..... "Every day is an extra day! A Great day! Every extra heart beat is special! Life is good!"

Makes sense to transplant people, for sure.

Anonymous said...

Jamie - such a well written post. It really shows your thankfullness to your donor. This post should be shared with more people so they can understand the true importance of being a donor! I'm so happy for you and wish you all the best! Right now I am sitting in the waiting room at HUP. Jim (Another Outlet) is getting his barium swallow then we are off to see Dr. H to see what our next step is in our transplant journey! Fingers and toses crossed! Be well.
Denise

Somer Love said...

Makes sense to me! Very well said! Love ya Cys! Glad you had fun in Cali!
Xo

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