For Tyler.

Waiting for a heart.
Just imagine, knowing your own heart failed to keep you alive.
Just imagine, knowing you are relying on an artificial organ.
Just imagine, knowing you must find another heart.
Someone's heart. Anyone's heart.
Just think of how you would feel.
What thoughts would be running circles in your head?
What emotions would you be feeling?
Or would you be feeling any at all, without a heart to feel it with?
I wonder, if you don't have a heart, can you truly love?
I wonder, if the organ inside us really does control who we love?
I feel like i am being rude, thinking like this.
I feel like i am intruding on someone else's life, someone else's situation, someone else i only know of, but do not know.
Well, Tyler,
I am praying for you.
You will find a heart, perfect for you.
And you will live a full, joyous life.
And you will change the world.
And you will grow old, and leave this earth at the right time.
I am believing for a fast recovery, for a strong healthy heart to find you.

We all have it too good. Too good for our own good, so to speak.
Everywhere you look, there is complaining about loving someone, about being hurt by someone, about not being loved.
Stop feeling so bad for yourself.
You may have a broken heart, but at least you still have one.
We all have it too good.

If i died tonight, tomorrow, or very soon, i would want Tyler to have my own heart.
Yay for organ doner-ness.

I know it's not my place to say much about this.
But Dear Tyler,
Even though I or others who actually know you well may not be able to literally offer their hearts for you, there are many hearts that do go out to you right now.
This is pretty much my get-well-soon card.
So yes. Our thoughts are with you, our best wishes with you also.
Get well soon.