I’m not actually participating in Clairey Hewitt’s ‘blog every day in May’ initiative, but last night I saw a heap of other posts in line with the day’s theme, “A random act of kindness”.
Something very obvious came to mind but as I’ve written about it a million times (well, two or three times) I was going to pass on this occasion. But then when I woke today it was wafting around my head and I figured that it’s something which could be discussed more anyway.
Long time readers will know the random act of kindness which changed my life (and that of my family) was the gift of a heart back in 2000. I’ve written before about my father’s heart transplant. And although I have no doubt that his family was dad’s most beloved ‘possession’, receiving the gift of life was (obviously) something he struggled to articulate.
In some ways you’re discouraged to think TOO much about the origin of donated organs. My parents wrote to the anonymous donor’s family thanking them, but it wasn’t until I attended my first Service of Remembrance that the generosity of another human being (and their family) really hit home.
Hearing from both organ donor families and recipients made the circle of life seem even more real.
It was to be my father’s last service as he passed away almost 11 years after receiving the heart of another.
So… as Services of Remembrance again take place around the state and country I wanted to share this reminder to talk to your loved ones about the possibility of organ donation and acknowledge the random act of kindness which changed my life and similar acts which change the lives of many others.
I still say I want to be cryogenically frozen (so I can return at some future date) but have registered as a donor in case my family refuse to follow my wishes! Where do you stand on organ donation?