In 2010, a Fedex urgent letter arrived at my door. It was the evening of our oldest daughter's college graduation and my house was already bustling with excitement. Early in the evening, I called the number in the letter. I didn't think I would reach anyone late in the day, but I did. She was a wonderful, compassionate woman and understood my over-the-top joy at learning I was a match. She told me the transplant was for a three-year-old boy with leukemia. I had been the owner of a day-care venture for over 20 years at this point. I had had three-year-olds in my care running through my home everyday. This child's situation really hit me even more.  Immediately, I said "Yes".

The next one to two weeks were consumed with paperwork, three to four visits to the lab, a psychological interview and a medical check-up. All of these were completed and I was ready to go in just 40 days from when the letter came.