I am one lucky son of a gun!
Sure I am here seeking a kidney donor as the result of a genetic kidney disease, but how lucky to have something that can be tended to by modern medicine.
How lucky I have been too many times to recount.
My good luck hit the stratosphere, though, in love. I was fortunate enough to meet the world’s best guy and get to spend a most of my life with him thus far. Like anyone’s, our story contains happy and sad occurrences, but has ultimately been a joyous event I would not trade for the world. He is the defining element of my life.
But this is not the place for me to wax poetic about my love life. I could go on for weeks about Rob if allowed. Suffice to say I …