Scrubbed for an organ retrieval this week. A young 47 year old gentleman who was in the intensive care unit brain dead. His wife and girlfriend agreed for the donation of his liver, kidneys and pancreas. We opened his chest, opened his abdomen, I felt his heart beat under the palm of my gloved hand. But he was dead. We watched his heart slowly rest its ember as he lay on the table. Lub-dub, the last heart beat…as the clocks of our lives continue to tick, ice melts as the artic sun rises, sperm somewhere breaks its way into an egg, love makes new life, bees land on delicate petals and pollinate. One man dies to save three others. Fire flies. Love.

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