15.2.11

This given life

This life is full of the chance to try again, to overcome suffering, to grab onto a fleeting hope and ride it until something strong and swift and sturdy develops.

No one knows this better than my sister, Ashley. Had you asked me in the angsty days of youth (marked by bread bombs [a whole 'nother post], cruel jokes, incessant fighting, sibling rivalry, and a chronic illness that often left me feeling forgotten) whether Ashley and I would be friends today, I would've given you a hearty hell no! but time and maturity gave us a second chance.

But that's not completely true. Ashley, who had Cystic Fibrosis, received a double lung transplant ten years ago today at the age of 20. That surprise Valentine's gift ten years ago unlocked the door on Ashley's future -- a future that, up to that point, was perpetually clouded by words like you can't and sick and reduced life expectancy.

Those lungs -- pink and fresh and healthy -- were the true second chance. No one could've known that without them, Ashley would surely die in months (so said the surgeons reading the decay in her shriveled, extracted tissues like tea leaves). No one could've predicted the strength of her spirit as she took her first halting breaths not 24 hours post-surgery or was up and walking only hours later.

No one could know that Ashley would carry a different burden as she inhaled each strong, pain-free breath into those donated tissues -- the weight of knowing that someone else had to die so that she could live. This truth about second chances quickly lodged itself deeply in her heart. She was granted her second chance, but someone else's child -- and it had to be a child from the size of the lungs -- wasn't.

It is a simple truth that no one wants to talk about (and that seems morbidly gruesome to many), but it is part and parcel with transplantation and the life that people like Ashley are living thanks to the sacrifice of so many others. I had my second chance at an amazing relationship with someone who feels like a soul mate, Ashley had a second chance at a life that didn't revolve around hospital rooms and breathing treatments and 50 pills a day, and someone else put a child in the ground.

We could celebrate all the second-chance milestones -- living without the CF label, graduating college and going on to earn a Masters degree, experiencing life places not in close proximity to a large medical center, loving without worry of leaving your boyfriend with a dead girlfriend, teaching your nephews to appreciate sushi, cuddling with your only niece as she experiences the Sound of Music for the first time (and the list goes on).

We could celebrate these seemingly average moments, but we don't. To celebrate this given life would be to celebrate that tragic too-soon death. Instead, we remember. We pray for peace for the family who had to make the decision to donate the organs that gave life to a son or a daughter. We are humbled by all the grace and strength of those who chose to think of other lives though their pain must have been unbearable.

We spend long, gentle moments in silence and appreciate the sun shining on our shoulders, our hands reaching out for each other, a steady and firm embrace. We love and smile and turn our faces to the sky. We close our eyes and listen to the humming of our hearts, the rhythm of our breaths. We know that through someone else's tragedy, we are given chance after chance to say the words that can never be enough.  

Thank you.

16 comments:

  • Cathy

    You have chosen a very beautiful and honorable way to celebrate life and all that's been given.

  • Cheri

    A very touching post.

  • TKW

    This is why I'm an organ donor. What a powerful gift to give someone--a fresh start.

  • Jessica

    Just beautiful...and humbling. What grace is given in second chances. How the worn is made anew.

  • ayala

    Kelly, this is powerful and beautiful. I love the sweet gratitude that you shared with us today. Thank you!

  • Kelly

    Grace and gratitude. We carry it with us always, but on today of all days. Thank you all for lifting your hearts with us.

  • Stacia

    My donor card is the very first thing in my wallet, even before my driver's license. I hope one day, when my time comes, I'm able to save lives, like your sister's.

  • Kelly

    Thank you, Stacia!

    I also must report a moment of unbridled, care-free laughter today as the Mountain Man wished Ashley "happy transplanniversary" -- love that guy!

  • Draft Queen

    It's such a hard thing, to know that someone else had to die to give someone you love a chance to live. But I imagine that the family who donated their loved one's lungs to you, takes comfort in the fact that someone like your sister was given this chance to live.

  • Leslie

    Yes to second chances. Sometimes they appear to arrive in the shadow of someone's tragedy, but the offering - a new organ, a different relationship - seems to me a happy bi-product more than a cause, a saving grace more than a sacrifice. Happy transplanniversary to your sis. (Happy great made-up word to your Mr.!)

  • Rudri Bhatt Patel @ Being Rudri

    Beautiful Kelly. What a lovely tribute to your sis and the others who give the gift of second chances everyday.

  • Hyacynth

    Kelly. You are such a gifted writer with beautiful words and haunting truths that stick with me long after I leave your blog. I'm so glad for Ashley's second chance -- and all the second chances afforded by families who make those hard decisions after losing a loved one.
    What an awesome bigger picture moment in the truest sense of the phrase. Thanks so much for sharing this.

  • Alita

    "We are humbled by all the grace and strength of those who chose to think of other lives though their pain must have been unbearable."

    These words are more than words. I feel your gratitude. It rings it the most loving way and I adored this post. THANK YOU for sharing.

    Alita

  • suzannah {so much shouting, so much laughter}

    kelly, what a testimony. so thankful your sister got that second chance:)

  • Life with Kaishon

    I am so thankful she had a second chance. And desperately sorry for the loss.

  • Tiffany

    I am an organ donor too...what a beautiful gift!

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