My husband and I have discussed my wishes about organ donation, but my girls are too little to understand just yet. I’ve recently experienced bereavement myself. I know that it’s difficult to breathe much less make clear decisions, so I’ve written my girls a letter. If one day in the future they’re faced with the choice to donate my organs, they’ll know my wishes and hopefully the burden of the decision will be lifted from their shoulders.
My beautiful darlings,
Should there ever be a time when I must leave you, please believe that I will spend the rest of eternity watching over you both, but I won’t need my eyes to do so. Please give them to someone who needs them. Let someone else see their babies’ first steps and watch their graduations. Let my eyes mist over at the sight of their daughter on her wedding day; at the first glimpse of their grandchild.
Darlings, I hope against all hopes that you’re never in this position, but if one day you are, please know these are my wishes. Make this decision with clear heads and clear consciences. This is what I want.
Give it all away, and know that I will be both proud of you and grateful that you’ve honoured my request.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
I’ll be watching over you always.
Love Mum xx
Having this blog gives me the luxury of writing a hypothetical letter to my girls for a day in the future that I hope never comes – motherhood makes you do funny things. If you’re a friend of mine, will please remember I’ve written this letter and point the girls in this direction should the time ever come?