December 6, 2011
A Gift to be Cherished
On August 31, Alex and I paced Kate's room, walked the halls, celebrated the joy of new beginnings, worried about when Kate's life saving cells would arrive, and cherished every moment with our miracle.
I can't explain the emotions of that day.
We were so happy for Kate's second chance.
So happy that Kate was hours away from being filled with healthy, strong cells.
Cells that would save her. That would save our family.
Because let's be honest - our daughter was dying. And I am not sure my family, my marriage, or myself would have survived losing her.
While all of this was going on - while Alex and I were preparing for the biggest moment of our daughter's life - and our life - something else was going on somewhere in this country.
Another mother was nervous, excited, proud.
Nervous to watch her son be taken back and put under general anesthesia.
Excited to know that her son, the son she gave life to 24 years ago, would be saving the life of a precious baby.
Proud that she raised such a wonderful young man.
I was pacing, she was knitting, and we were both praying - praying not only for our own child, but a stranger's child as well.
I now know what she was doing because today, I received a letter from this amazing woman and Kate received the blanket her donor's mother started crafting while her son was in surgery giving life.
We knew we had a package waiting from Kate's donor but never in a million years did I expect something so personal, so heartfelt, or so perfect.
To read the words "we count it a privilege to continue to pray. Her artwork is precious to our son and family." took my breath away.
When Kate opened her box, she gasped (her knew thing - she does it when she is excited) and gave the blanket a huge hug. It's as if she knew it had special meaning. She held it with pride and cuddled it as if it was a lovely she'd been attached to since birth.
It is evident that Kate's selfless donor learned his ways from his mother (and I'd imagine his father too). There is no doubt.
This is a gift to be cherished. Evidence that miracles happen. That good people are still out there. That we are on this journey with Kate's donor and his family.
I can't wait to see the journey this blanket takes. Will it be taken to college? Will it keep Kate's first child warm as she bring him/her home from the hospital? Will it be passed down to my grandchildren and great grandchildren?
One thing is for sure, any journey Kate and this blanket take is only possible because of the miracle our Lord worked 24 years ago when he created Kate's perfect match.