With Christmas now approaching I wonder with great frequency how my donor family is doing. It's never far from mind whether they are able to find joy in the upcoming holiday season and peace with the decision they made. There is so much I want to tell them but I fear if I ever had the opportunity, I would be at a loss for words.
I've come to think of my liver in somewhat the same sense as an adoptee must feel in their desire to meet their birth family. No, I've no "real" personal experience with adoption but I have that feeling of wanting to know about my donor and "his" family.
I don't know for sure why I say "his" but I feel that is correct. There are other things I "feel" may be factual but there is nothing to base this on. I want to know more about this person who is so very connected to me. I have a longing, an internal termoil that something is missing...information about this shared union of person and organ.
Does it make sense? Perhaps this is something that only a recipient understands. Again, I wonder does it make sense to my donor family?
Keep your spirits high...robin
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