The Gift of life

I never thought of it as the gift of life. As we shared the news with people, that was the comment I heard the most. Selfless, great, a miracle, wonderful and a gift of life. I can't say that I believe it was a miracle. I do believe it was a blessing though. I believe that God gave us a challenge and watched to see how we would handle it. I got weak some days and so did he. Our son was tired because of it, but it was the best thing that probably could have happened. It's funny saying that, but its true. You cherish life a little better. Minor things don't mean as much and you only want people around that are true to you and really love you. You don't like wasting time and you look at every situation differently. When you go through something like this as the spouse, it also gives you a different type of patience. Something I have always lacked. Some people faded, but some people really supported us. God told me not to depend on people though, just rely on him and seek him. When and if I got lonely or misunderstood -- I prayed to my God. The God that made it possible for me to be a match for my husband. It has been almost a month since the transplant. I feel good and so does my husband. With the exception of a little soreness and tiredness, I couldn't feel better. Life -- you never know where it takes you, the obstacles you'll face, the people you'll meet and the joys and pains. Life after the transplants.