My husband lived his life trying to be of service to others--giving his time and what he had to others in need. At some point, he told me that he had decided it was important to him to be an organ donor. We agreed it was a giving and loving thing to do. Unfortunately, his health declined over many years before he died. His lungs and his heart were in particularly bad shape. When he did die, we were convinced his poor health meant no one could benefit from his organs. Our daughter, who is a nurse, knew that tissues can often be donated even when the donor is ill or elderly like my husband. A quick call to the local eye bank confirmed that we could donate his corneas and someone else’s life would be better for it. My husband’s service to others continued even in his death—what a comforting thing for us, his family, that he was still the man we knew in this last act of giving.

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