Grace

So it's happening! We're in the home stretch of the surgery-less than an hour before she's taken to the ICU. According to the doctors, everything is going well.

It's an interesting story. We were at dinner, just finishing dinner, just finishing a very stressful family dinner. The day before, at a routine Transplant appointment, my mother asked if Piper was still first on the list. They learned that, in fact, no, she was no longer first on the list. Someone of similar height and the same blood type had recently moved ahead.

This news didn't sit well. My mother, after an entire year without being home, seeing her friends, sleeping in her bed, or taking her dogs for a walk was on the verge of losing it. How could we be in the same place we were in last November? Suddenly we thought, we had to continue down this path of grey. Continue waiting, hoping, thinking ourselves in and out of boxes, figuring out a situation that is, frankly, un-figure-outable.

So dinner was stressful. There was a main course of Red Snapper with heaping sides of tears, anger, guilt, love and a glass or two of wine. As Piper finished her dessert, pretty much in that awkward silence that follows one of those awkward family dinners, my father paying, my mother quiet, the phone rang. There they were.

And here we are.

I will continue to update, until she can. We thank everyone for there support and love. Please know, we feel it.

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