Today the world lost one of the nicest and kindest people I have ever met in my life. Her name was Eva. She was not my relative but part of our wider family. And she had transplanted kidney as well. She died of cancer at the age of 69. That’s not much. Not for this type of people. They should live for ever.
We became pretty close before she received her kidney because she got it few years after me and wanted to know details and stuff. After she got the kidney we became even closer. Sharing our results in the hospital, health struggles etc., mostly via sms because we were living far away from each other but as she lives very close to my parents, we sometimes met unplanned and chit chatted.
Then we somehow reduced our contact via phone but still met from time to time on the street. Anyway from time to time I was thinking of her because it does not happen very often that two people in one family have transplanted kidney. And definitely she always stayed in my heart, no matter if we were in contact or not.
And now she is dead. And I am crying. I am crying a lot for this really beautiful person who shouldn’t be gone this early. It literally hurts in my chest. I am thinking of her with love.
Well, I hope it is good there for you and you suffer no more.
Good bye Eva, rest in peace…
Pinky Kidney 