The one word that describes me is warrior. Tomorrow I will celebrate a gift from my Irish sister, Lisa Moe. She donated blood and a kidney to me on March 19, 2009. I can’t believe it’s been 15 years. We are nurses, with the same 1st name (Lisa), initials, birthdays 7 days apart, worked together in a labor, and delivery unit with wonderful people. The kidney was a success for hours and I lost it due to hemorrhage. She gave her kidney and numerous blood exchanges so that I could be better. She always told me that she was going to make me Irish. Everyone at our work spoke about this beautiful selfless act. We even celebrated the day before with a pre-kidney celebration at Alma de Cuba.

We were an example of what shouldn’t have happened. Hospital Public Relations approached us about doing a story because it was a story of love. A love for one another and for all of the people involved. The hospital staff rallied for us as a family and not as coworkers. We learned a lot about what should have happened e.g. post-care of the recipient, psychological support, and continuation of care. I had a successful 3rd kidney transplant in 2019, but I will never forget how this event affected so many people around us. People knew our story. Moe always said to me, “Always tell our story.” I have kept that promise and will continue to for the rest of my life.

Retrospectively, there was still a gift and a feeling that I will never feel at another place of employment. We are family. I love you, Moe, and I’m forever grateful to you for your gifts of love and friendship.

“Vulnerability is the birthplace of love, belonging, joy, courage, empathy, and creativity. It is the source of hope, empathy, accountability, and authenticity. If we want greater clarity in our purpose or deeper and more meaningful spiritual lives, vulnerability is the path.”

Brené Brown