Waiting for a transplant is one of the hardest things I have ever faced. There are so many unknowns and so much that is completely out of my control. Some days feel endless and others blur together, filled with tests, appointments, and quiet moments where the weight of it all sinks in.
But through it all, I have come to understand something important. Hope is not something I carry alone. It lives in every message I receive, every person who takes a moment to learn about organ donation, and every single share of my story.
Support, in all its forms, truly matters. Whether it is a comment, a conversation, or someone spreading awareness on my behalf, it adds up. It reminds me that I am not alone in this. That people care. That we are all connected in ways we sometimes forget.
This journey is difficult. It challenges my strength, patience, and spirit. But hope grows stronger with every share. It grows when others take action. When they speak up. When they pass my name along, not just as a patient, but as a person with dreams and a future still waiting to be written.
To everyone who has stood by me, thank you. Your support is not just comforting, it’s powerful.
Please keep sharing. Keep hoping with me. Every share brings me one step closer.
