2013 has been one whirlwind of a year. My book, Chronic Resilience, was released, and, oh yes, I had a kidney transplant. These were two things I had anticipated for years and seeing them come to fruition was unspeakably joyful. This December, I find myself healing up, cooking, nesting and thinking a lot about the future…a lot.
For Christmas I only have one request Santa. Please help me to use this gift of life Phillip blessed me with. I don’t yet know what that means in practical terms, but I feel there is something I am supposed to give. Organ transplants are about generosity, and generosity is something that needs to be passed along. Santa, can you help me figure that out?
I know that Phillip doesn’t expect me to be anything more than I already am – I know you don’t expect that either. Yet, as 2013 comes to a close, I feel an overwhelming feeling of getting a fresh start. A chance to become more patient, more loving, more creative, more productive, more of who I already know I can be. I feel fortunate that I have a six inch scar to remind me of how astonishingly precious life is, and I am ready to make the most of my time here on earth.
I am ready. For what? That’s what I am asking for help with. A flick of inspiration. An idea. A passion. I will be there with energy, enthusiasm and the generosity that has been shown intimately to me.
Thank you for the Cabbage Patch Kid with real corn silk hair when I was 8, the ‘A Tisket, A Tasket, A Flower Making Basket’ at 10 and the scooter when I was 11. This year I’m ready for the gift that will expand out from the love between Phillip and me to show others just how powerful a new lease on life can be.
In the spirit of Christmas,
Danea