A Woman Donated Her Kidney to My Son… Then Disappeared Before He Could Say Thank You

hospital chair. He was only sixteen, but months of dialysis had hollowed his cheeks and drained the energy from his voice.

I had already been tested.

Not a match.

My wife wasn’t a match either. Neither were Ethan’s grandparents, cousins, uncles, or anyone else we could think to ask. Friends volunteered. Coworkers volunteered. People from our church volunteered.continue reading …