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chuck megHis decision to be an organ donor was not in the least bit difficult for him; he saw miracles almost every day through the generosity of people. He came to believe if just one person could benefit by him leaving this world, his life was worthwhile. Kindness and compassion for humankind are mere words that do not do Chuck justice.

Way back in the beginning of our lives, shortly after my husband Chuck graduated from college, we met and fell deeply in love.

His smile would just knock your socks off! Chuck’s zest for life spilled over into all his activities. He was an avid athlete with tremendous natural ability. He could play numerous musical instruments and often provided the entertainment at family parties. Chuck befriended so many people in his lifetime. He knew the true meaning of being a friend. He worked in pharmaceutical and infant nutrition sales for most of our married life. He loved all the babies at ‘his’ hospitals and would often tell us stories of how these tiny little people struggled for life.

His decision to be an organ donor was not in the least bit difficult for him; he saw miracles almost every day through the generosity of people. He came to believe if just one person could benefit by him leaving this world, his life was worthwhile. Kindness and compassion for humankind are mere words that do not do Chuck justice. Thirty eight years of being together and every day he found a way to say “I love you.” His sons are so like him. They, too, know he loved them with all his heart.

In December of 2008, my husband Chuck died suddenly. Our grief is beyond expression. I do not know what angel reminded me in the midst of this nightmare that Chuck was an organ donor. I like to think that angel was Chuck prompting me to remember our pact. When I finally left the hospital, came home and went into our bedroom, I felt such a tremendous sense of peace. That may sound strange to you, but I have faith Chuck has only left us in the physical sense.

As I walk down the street or go through shopping centers, I look around and say to myself that somewhere in here is a part of Chuck that lives on. Someone can actually see and read because of him. A child, a mom, a dad, grandparent–anyone that needed something he could give got it. Chuck, a man in every sense of the meaning of the word, left each of us a magnificent gift, the gift of himself. Through this experience, many of my family members and friends now carry cards stating they are organ donors.

I urge everyone to make this same pact that Chuck and I made. Write it down for a guarantee to be carried out on your passing. From the bottom of my soul, trust these words; your family will value your gift of life far above any material or monetary inheritance. You will be immortal ...

– Meg H.

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