I set out on a journey last week not a journey I expected to take. A long seven hour drive to California; San Diego to be exact. A drive I wish I didn’t have to make by myself.
You raise your children hoping that they will do good in the world, that they will respect others and add happiness to peoples lives. As parents we hope that kicks in sometime as they become young adults or even before. My son proved that today.
The dampness in the air becomes more apparent as I reach the coast. I have to ask myself, is he scared? Am I scared? I’m sure yes, he must be a little. And as his mother, I am a little anxious. But I’m so proud, so very proud of the decision my son made to donate his kidney to his cousin to save his life.
As I hang out in the spa (surgical preparation area) with my son and my ex in laws, I feel a sense of loneliness just a bit. I wish there was someone there for me, to hold my hand, put their arm around me, reassuring me that all will be well and for a little support. I stand there holding his hand, kissing his forehead as they wheel him off. I’m so proud. I started to cry but I feel a sense of calm and peace about me. I know God has his hands upon both boys and the amazing surgeons performing both operations.
I pull out my adult coloring book and the colors, seafoam green, grey, and mustard yellow, the colors that I seem to be attracted to as of late. I intently focus on the design and the pattern I’m creating. Time is not moving very quickly.
It has now been three and a half hours and I find myself unable to choose the next color. I’m at a stopping point I guess. I sit quietly watching the other people in the room knowing they are waiting for their loved one as well.
I’m the only one waiting for the surgeon. I chose not to leave. Within a few minutes the surgeon comes out, he spots me. He comes right over, takes my hand and says the surgery went very well and that my son was in recovery. I then asked about his cousin, he so gallantly replied, the gift of life your son gave him, is now being transplanted so he can live a fulfilling life. I started crying, sitting there all by myself, just crying out of sheer joy and happiness.
It was a very emotional day for everyone. Both boys are doing great. The recipient is responding well to his new kidney, his new gift of life. He and his family now can look forward to many many more wonderful moments together. Thank you to my son. Such a selfless act, I could not be more proud as a mom
The connection between both boys now will be much deeper than any of us could ever imagine. Both boys will see life through a different lens, with a different perspective and appreciate things so much more. We should all see it that way. We don’t need to be a living doner to look at life the way they do.
Keep smiling… life is good!!