There are times when I wonder if I am living a life worthy of the great blessing of liver transplant. | Living a life that matters, a life that makes the world a better place to be.
I once overheard a conversation where a father said that he read a book to his family while they did the dishes. Two weeks ago I started doing the same thing. Surprisingly it has turned into one of the highlights of my day. It is easy as a father to be physically in a house and at the same time be mentally vacant. I wonder what kind of a life my family would be living if I had died three years ago. This thought makes me actively try to be a part of my wife and children’s lives. Death will come. Yet I know that I will be together with my family after this life. Mortal death is just a temporary separation from them. While I am physically on this earth, I am trying to be an active part of my children’s life.
One of the greatest blessings of living through cancer, treatment and transplant is the friendship that I have developed with my wife. Just to hold her hand provides great comfort in the hardest of times. She is amazing. I have been blessed to be a part of her life.