Lyndsey

Before my transplant, life looked very different. I was on oxygen 24/7, and even the simplest moments felt heavy. Things that should have been easy, like walking from the parking lot into my daughter’s school for an event, were exhausting. I couldn’t run around the yard with her or keep up the way I wanted to. As a mom, that was one of the hardest parts. We’re incredibly close, and not being able to fully show up for her in those everyday moments weighed on me.

When I was placed on the transplant list, everything happened so fast. I was only listed for one day before I got the call. It was such a whirlwind of emotions. Bittersweet in every sense. I felt nervous, scared, excited, and deeply sad all at once. I knew what that call meant: a second chance for me, but also a profound loss for another family. On the drive to the hospital, though, something shifted. A sense of peace came over me. I knew in my heart that my donor would live on through me, and that gave me strength.

Before the transplant, one of my biggest fears was that my daughter might lose her mom. That thought never left me. It made every moment feel fragile and uncertain.
After my transplant, life opened up in ways I had only dreamed about. I’m now coaching a middle school cheerleading team and serving as an assistant coach for a high school team. Staying active has become such a big part of my life. I’ve completed over 30 5K races and even ran a half marathon in honor of my donor on my two-year lung anniversary. That milestone meant everything to me.

The biggest gift, though, is being present. I get to fully participate in family events, birthdays, and all the little moments that used to feel out of reach. I’m no longer watching the clock or worrying about how long my oxygen tank will last, I’m just living.

My daughter, now 14, keeps me busy in the best way. Between coaching her and cheering her on at softball games, life is full and active. Looking ahead, I’m planning to run another half marathon this fall and I’m already dreaming about summer travel next year.

Every day, I carry gratitude with me for my donor, for this second chance, and for all the moments I get to experience that once felt impossible.