I would like to dedicate this post to my grandpa. I wish he was with Andrew and I right now. I hope you are proud of us Poppa.
I have been on the fence about writing a post on this subject ever since I started this blog. Because I know that about two paragraphs in, I will begin to cry because of how important this subject is to me.
Okay, I lied. I made it two lines.
Okay, I lied again. I did not even make it past the dedication.
If you really know me, you know the story about my brother Andrew. Not just my brother Andrew, but my best friend, role model, etc. And you know how much he means to me. And you also know that he needs a kidney transplant, and if Yaweh allows, I will be donating my kidney for him.
But before I go any further, I have to say one thing. I am not doing a "good" thing, and I am not being a "hero". Doing a good thing is holding a door for a stranger and heroes are soldiers, police officers, fire fighters and your parents. The only thing I am doing or being in this process is a brother.
That is the simplest way to put it.
In marriage you take the vow saying you will be there for your spouse in sickness and in health, when you become a sibling you take that same vow. It may not be in front of a congregation of your family and friends, but once you are born or they are born, you take that vow.
And I like to think I have been there for my brother in his good health, and he has been there for me in mine. So now it is time for me to step up and be there for him while he is in sickness.
He has fought longer and harder than any other boxer, gladiator or Vin Disel-esque person I can think of.
And he deserves a break.
If I have to step in and take a few punches, then so be it.
But for the first time in this whole process, I can actually say that I am scared. These next five days will be incredibly nerve wracking, as we what for our cross-matching results.
Those results will decide how far this journey will go.
And if there is one certainty in this whole process, it is that if this journey is for my brother and with my brother, then it is a journey worth taking.
Aaron - what a beautiful, touching and deeply revealing portrait of a young man coming into his own. You standing up to take your place as a brother, a son, a grandson, a human, a man. Keith and Kraig both wanted to do for Mark what you want to do for Andrew...for the same reason - true, brotherly love. It is my hope and deepest wishes that you are able to give the gift of life to Andrew. This gift you give to him, is one you give to yourself, as well as everyone who loves both of you. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and hopes. I wish you all health, peace and healing - now, and as you move forward through the transplant/donation process. Remember the love, cherish the life, share the journey. Lisanne
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