In honor of my sister’s birthday today, I wanted to share how she helped me from afar as I went through various aspects of dealing with kidney failure.
When I first shared my diagnosis, Angie didn’t hesitate. She became a steady force… connecting me to people, ideas, encouragement, prayer, and more behind the scenes than I may ever know. Her immediate instinct was to advocate, to uplift, and to make sure I never felt alone.
She reached out to others she knew who had walked the kidney transplant path, helping me understand what might lie ahead. She prayed, posted on Facebook, and made calls & sent texts. Her love, prayer, and support came through in visible ways and quiet ones, always rooted in total support.
For a long weekend, Angie left life in Orlando to be with myself and our parents. She cooked delicious breakfasts, drove me (and Pops) to an appointment, and went walking alongside me. Even after returning home, her encouragement lingered. Also, nudging me to keep walking, keep trusting, keep going. And keep praying.
She extended her care to Jeff and his wife and kids when she learned Jeff was a match, even creating a thoughtful care package with me that wrapped around the entire transplant journey. (Yes, even including a can of kidney beans).
Over the past two years, Angie has been a constant presence. Her love transformed moments of isolation into connection. She reminded me that even in the hardest seasons, I was surrounded by support.
Her gifts, like the Sister-style cookbook with some kitchen tools were just one more way she infused care into everyday life. But her greatest gift was her unwavering presence.
On her birthday, I honor my big sister who showed up, stood strong, and had my back.
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