All Things Goofy

I watched an episode of ER tonight from a few weeks ago. ER was the first hour long drama I really got into. Prior to that I never really had the attention span to sit through anything longer than 30 min on a regular basis–especially if it wasn’t going to make me bust a gut or have lots of guns, cars, or space aliens. Over the years, ER lost me–they recycled too many stories–my wife lost interest firs–she said it was too unrealistic–how did so many things happen to one ER in a span of just a few years–I agreed once a helicopter feel on the same guy twice. Well..with it winding up, I decided to go back and catch the last few episodes and watch it go out. I started with the episode that Clooney returned for. It was primarily about transplants. It had me choked up pretty quick.

You see, my Dad had a transplant when I was about 14. He got a new heart! He was given a 2^nd chance at life–one he probably needed. Honestly, he made good attempts at fixing some things–like our relationship. It took me about 5-6 years of the extra 7 he received to break out of my adolescent attitude towards him–but in the end, we had some good times. I can’t express how much I miss him–but am so grateful to at least have gotten those extra years–something that would not have been possible if some family members of a 21yo who died in a motorcycle accident had not chosen to donate their loved ones organs.

Much like our Savior gave up his life to give all of us a 2^nd chance–we can give others a 2^nd chance by simply checking that box on your license–or in the face of tragedy at the loss of a loved one donating their organs.

Please don’t deny someone like me the opportunity to have a dad a little while longer.