On June 11, 2007 around 10:30 am my brother and I were in adjacent operating rooms. He was giving me the gift of life: one of his kidneys.

Two years have certainly flown by quite quickly - many changes, yet life still remains as mysterious and confusing as ever. Having a functioning kidney has allowed me much more freedom to LIVE, but I'm still figuring out my place in the world... then again, aren't we all?

I hesitate often to speak/blog about how I'm doing, because it seems that just when I say all things are good, I take a little step backwards.

"It" comes back - "It" is the fact that I have a life-long chronic illness that manifests itself in different ways, depending on how "It" feels. No, "It" doesn't simply go away, no matter how much I wish it would.

I'm still dealing with ongoing chronic pain/fatigue - and "It" is something no one can figure out.

I can hardly believe it's been 15 months since my kidney transplant. Wow, has time flown!

Have you been wondering about me and about the health of my transplanted kidney? Wondering what I've been up to and what I'm planning for my 'normal' future? Read on...

Not often do two major parts of my life (international adoption and kidney disease) cross paths, but this news article out of Canada speaks to my heart (and kidney) in more than one way.