DO YOU REMEMBER WHERE YOU WERE 9 YEARS AGO?

It was April 10, 1999 and a day that I will not ever forget. It was the day that I received the gift of life from my Great Uncle Bob (pictured above) who was then 67 years old. In the sadness and loss my family experienced that day, his death was transformed into life, a new life for me. I can't even fathom that it has been nearly a decade since it feels like just yesterday, but at the same time, it feels like a lifetime ago. Ironically, it was a different lifetime. Certainly without that double lung transplant, I would be long gone. Instead, I cherish every day as a blessing and opportunity to make the world a little bit better just by living in it.
I hope that as you read this, you think of your own existance and perhaps tell someone about organ donation with my story in mind.