We are connected, though never met
For the loss of your son, we share regret
I received his heart, so strong and young
He inspires me, a better man to become
The joy of grandchildren, unfolding tomorrow
Will be tempered forever, by our sorrow
You should know each and every day
I bow to you and your son to pray
I wish to comfort, and hold your hand
Perform a gesture, so you understand
My humble esteem, for his organ sharing
A brave decision, so tender, and caring
You see the sadness that, always is there
Is the bond that we, forever will share
Our journey forward, will not be swift
Your courage inspires, my care of his gift
His heart replaces, mine so frail
My pledge this journey, is not to fail
We are connected, by our shared regret
For the loss of your son, I never met
One of the ironies of the transplant program at Tampa General is that patients are not permitted to contact the donor’s family until the one-year anniversary. As my one-year anniversary was 11-02-10, the thought of how to say what needs to be said has consumed me.
At TGH, an organ recipient can submit a letter to the transplant review committee. The committe then decides whether or not the timing and submitted material are appropriate to forward to the donor’s family. At this point, there is no direct communication between the parties.
Over the past year, I have had so many thoughts about the young man and his family. Sometimes, their sorrow must seem unbearable. And, here am I blessed with a 25-year old heart at their tragic expense.
Rather than a letter, I opted for a plain language poem. For some reason, poetry conveys emotion and has a feeling of permanence. Preliminary indications are that the submission was approved for forwarding. I look forward to a direct line of communication, as emotional as it will be.
Hiland, Transplanted 11-02-09