Pain

Tomorrow is my mother’s birthday, and we found out at Christmas time that she may only have six months to live before her liver fails completely, and unlike Steve Jobs, we don’t have millions to buy our way to the top of the donor list.
I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream. I wanted to back over my head with a car so that she could have my liver.
I held my wife and cried. I went out in an empty field and screamed till I couldn’t make any more sound come out. I got down on my knees and prayed to my Heavenly Father and thanked him for all the time I have had with her in my life and begged him for just a little more.
I don’t know the pain of those who have lost their parents too early, yet. I think I will have rather the car run over my head.

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