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March 29, 2005



Good to hit up the other library. Different places will have things they're receptive to (being run by different people and all). It's sometimes hard to relate to an issue if you don't see it directly in your life. Annika's classes will be a great audience for transplant education, as everyone will relate to it because they know Annika. Of course, that also puts Annika on the spot. Just being you and sharing with the world helps with education. I feel closer to transplant issues than ever before, simply because of this blog. I'm on the marrow donor list, but have never been exposed to the personal side of the experience before.

Bettie Bookish

I am so glad you found my blog, because now I've found yours. Amazing stuff. Thank you.


Awww Moreena - I hope Ani never has to feel strange or excluded because of her transplant. Wouldn't it be great if people could see what a wonderful thing this is - to be able to give the gift of life to someone? Honestly, I just can't imagine some looking at it as if's wrong or unnatural. Some people are so ignorant!I have a close friend who received a kidney transplant. I thank God that she was allowed this second chance at life - a chance to live a pretty normal life - raising her two boys. I am also thankful for the selfless family who allowed their loved-one's organs to be donated. I hope they take comfort in knowing how many benefitted from their son's donations.I hope you have better luck at the other library!tina


I hope you have more success at the other library. Kids need to be informed of this and other important issues from a young age.

Phantom Scribbler

Good luck at the other library, Moreena. I'm reminded of a high school friend who was too ashamed of battling serious illness to ever talk to her friends about it. To this day I don't know what illness she suffers from, though she eventually had a liver transplant. But I bet anything that my friend internalized the disease-as-taboo idea from her parents. Your willingness to discuss the issue in the community assures that Annika will never have to deal with that, no matter what questions she may someday get at school.


Don't give up! I'm doing a radio interview that will air during a "family morning commute" time, and I'm giving a speech the following week to high schoolers about organ donation. Going to the library is a GREAT idea! Keep at them about this!


Good move to try the other library. They just might need to hear it a lot before they believe it's real. I'm also thrilled that blogger comments are again working!! woohoo!! I just might post 8 times todayin celebration!


How did it go at the other library?Helping Ellie to be proud of her scars is something I think will be hard to do in this culture . . . Clearly you're doing a wonderful just with Annika.

Yankee T

Be strong and keep trying. Organ donation should be a fact of life now, not an oddity. What you are doing, or want to do is important and valid and not too scary at all. Children are the best audience for these issues because they can make them part of their lives before they close off any little sections of their minds. Persevere with your bloggy friends behind you!

angela marie

Keep trying Moreena.There still is a stigma attached to it, I think, and I can't figure out exactly why. The more we talk about it, the better.

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Falling Down, November 2004

  • Balloon in hand, my 4-year-old
    twirled across the kitchen floor,
    singing nonsense words
    in her own key.
    "It's my gift!" she declared
    to the world at large, which
    was really only me,
    sitting at the table. Enough
    twirling, and she lost
    her balance, tumbling
    to the floor in a theatrical
    slapstick of elbows and knees.

    She lay on her back
    for a few seconds,
    at the textured ceiling
    with the mysterious
    spaghetti sauce stain.
    Suddenly she
    flapping her arms and legs
    there on the floor, as if to swish
    the imaginary snow
    into a snow angel.

    "Falling down is also a gift!" says she.

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