2 years ago today, on Cinco de Mayo, I received the most precious gift anyone could ever receive - a second chance at life through a new heart. As I sat this morning with my coffee reflecting on these past two years, I'm overwhelmed with gratitude not just for the big miracles, but for all those small moments we sometimes take for granted.
This morning at 9 AM I kissed and hugged my family goodbye, which could’ve been the last time. There is no Plan B. Once they remove my heart, my only hope is that the new heart is healthy, intact and begins to beat all of which isn’t guaranteed.
Every heartbeat now reminds me of the incredible gift of being alive. Every sunrise I witness out my living room window , every laugh I share, every hug I give my grandbabies- these are the moments that were once uncertain, are now reality.
Sometimes in life's daily rush, we forget to pause and appreciate the simple miracle of being here, of breathing, of loving, of simply existing. Today, I'm reminded that every moment - even the challenging ones - is a gift. Every heartbeat and breath for me is a privilege.
I got to be here for my grandbaby being born, his second birthday,my parents to see their 50th wedding anniversary, and I will be here to see my 50th birthday this coming September which nobody thought possible 3 years ago. I also got to be part of of an amazing film documentary called Transplant stories that is on the knowledgenetwork.ca.
I was Even asked to come on stage as the only patient speaker on the panel live for the documentary premier.
This documentary has become so popular. They’re doing a second encore presentation on the knowledge network cable channel coming soon.
Here's to celebrating life, second chances, and another beautiful community that makes this life worth living 🫀🫶🏻🩶Thank you all for being part of my world .
Ps- I ate chocolate cake for dinner because I can! 🎂🍰
Love love love!!!