The Gift of Life
By: Christi Mead Nielsen
Someone saved my life today.
I don’t know who they are or even know their name.
I don’t know if they are male or female or the color of their eyes or skin or hair.
I don’t know how they make their living or what they dream of doing when they go out to play.
I don’t know if they believe in God or just the kindness of strangers.
I don’t know what made them open that door and leave a part of themselves inside.
I do know their priceless gift was the difference between life and death.
My life. My death.
Without their gift my husband would be without his wife, my son without his mother.
People I love would mourn a sister, a daughter, a friend.
Without their gift my dreams would have died unrealized, unshared, unexplored.
But someone saved my life today with a sacrificial gift of blood.
My family lives together whole.
I live a life of dreams I now make real.
Someone saved my life today.
I don’t know who or where or why.
Whoever you are I would just like to say
Thank you.
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