domingo, 13 de marzo de 2011

2 years and three months later

Since my transplant, I have found that I pay more attention to just living. I help my daughter raising her daughter, I volunteer at the Liver Transplant Association, I belong  to a Theater Company and we are getting ready to do a comedy play. In general, after being close to dying, I find living an opportunity, and I don't take it for granted. I pity people who go through life without realising the beauty of it, without paying attention to a child's laugh, or a bright sunny day. I know it sounds silly, but even looking at the moon makes me happy.
I like having conversations with my husband, whether it's about religion, people, events, anything. I have been married a very long time and still, with all our faults (nobody is perfect), when the time came to help each other we have always been there. He has been my companion in all the bad times, without failing, exagerating, or making me worry, but he was always attent to changes, and worked together with the doctors to make sure I went in my best condition to the transplant. I will never be able to express my thanks, but I know in my heart that he had a lot to do with the fact that I am so well now.
So, as for today, I am content sitting at home on a rainy day, talking on the phone to my family and cooking meatloaf. Life is good.

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