I don't know who she is.
She could have been a mother,
rich or poor,
a leader or a follower,
she could have been anyone.
But I do know what she has been to our family.
She has been a giver,
a life extender,
someone filled with much love,
and with little selfishness.
She has given my mom a part of her that my mom had to have.
And for that I will always be grateful.
My sweet mother underwent a liver transplant last night and the experience has made me grateful for so many things.
For the time we live in.
For doctors and the time they have had to spend to get things just right and their families who had to give up MUCH time to let them gain that experience.
For donors who give when they could have easily not have given.
For my sweet mom and her will to fight and live, her patience to deal with mortal frailties, her optimism and always her love.
For my family who understands the "stick together" thing.
For prayer and feeling closer in heart than in reality because of it.
And mostly for a loving and understanding Savior, who understands pain, worry, sickness, and weakness, and who is, in all senses, the ultimate Healer.