Can't add any more about what a wonderful gift Sean gave to you, your family, and all who know and love you. Because he's part of you, he's now part of us. <RUN, Sean, RUN...this was your only warning!!>
When our Austin was very young he started growing his dark, thick hair out. When he'd get it cut he'd donate it. Then when he got his first driver's license, he checked the box for "organ donor". Daughter Tam had to sign the consent, which she did proudly. None of us knew that only 6 short years later, his heart, liver, lungs, corneas, bones, kidneys and skin would be helping someone else live. I miss my grandson every day.....and I would love to meet those who carry part of him with them, as I carry him in my heart. If you get this opportunity, Rachel, take it!
Someday I'll have to tell you all the story of Austin and the moustache.
Only Austin could lay down and look like a triangle! Tall, tall, tall.....and lanky. The minister at his service said that the first time he saw Austin walking with Joy, his short short short wife-to-be, his first thought was, "Look at that....a leprechaun and a praying mantis!
Austin and Joy.
Austin and his little brother, Evan. Evan was about 5. They adored each other!
Austin and Evan....best buddies.
Austin's last FB post. He died a week after he posted this.
Austin and Evan playing their favorite game.....Austin was killed 5 hours later.
I believe in organ, marrow, and stem cell transplants from both sides of the coin...as a grandmother who is proud of her grandson's choice, as a woman whose sister is awaiting kidney transplant, and as a person who didn't miss out on the chance to meet a wonderful friend and a host of others through her.