The best news I've read all week, found here.
I ran across Peter's story by accident a few months ago, during a tulip-traipse through YouTube--and wrote about the video in this post. Those photos of his girls still leave a lump in my throat.
This anonymous exchange, between a family in grief, and a family trembling before the likelihood of grief, it always leaves me grasping for a reaction. It's not a transaction you could ever call joyous.
But it is deeply and truly right.
Thank you to that donor, and the family left behind, wherever you are. Thank you to everyone who smiles and says, "Of course!" and proudly displays their donor designation on their license when I ask if they've signed up (or go here for the UK).
Sarah, and Peter, and their entire family may still have rough times ahead. (Don't we all?) But tonight they have, for the first time in (I'm betting) ages, hope. And, not to sound too sappy or anything, that can make up for an awful lot of shit.