Posted in Dear Mom

20 December 2019: I was a match.

Dear Mom,


I was going to wait until Christmas to share the information I found out yesterday... 

I'm an "ideal match" to be your transplant donor! But after thinking it over more, I felt silly for even considering not telling you right away... because now we have 5 more days to process the amazing and hope-filled news... it would've been selfish to hold it in.  And it's not a gift anyway... you're my Mom and I'd do anything I could for you (as I know without a doubt my older sisters would as well--given the opportunity).

Also, in other news... now I know for a fact that I wasn't adopted. 
So 😝, Jenn and Tristina... all of those lies you told me as a kid have been brought to light! 
I know the truth!

[*Please continue to keep the entire process in your prayers... there are still hurdles to leap and obstacles to climb (including an extensive and lengthy health evaluation in Philadelphia in January), but we have faith that it'll all work out the way it needs to.*]

#praiseGod
Posted in Dear God

14 December 2019: Thanks for the hug.

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Dear God,

I really needed that today and I didn't even know...

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Have you ever gotten stuck in your own jacket? ...as a grown 'adult,' I mean. 

The zipper ate the little side edge of fabric on my puffy coat and refused to give it up. Or even budge. I couldn't wiggle out of it either. I had a thick hoodie on underneath that was preventing alternate means of escape.

After about 3 or 4 minutes struggling with the toggle, I gave in and sat down in the warm house in my extra-toasty layers feeling like a rotisserie. And then a thought occurred to me. 

I started to giggle... God must've known how badly I needed a hug today and sent it to me in the form of a stubborn jacket.

...and then, wouldn't you know it... it unzipped.

Thanks. ❤

Sincerely,
this slightly over-salty rotisserie