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April 25, 2004 - A year has passed. To Read My New Story  My Son- A True Hero                            April 25, 2005 - 2 years have passed. To Read My New Poem My Guardian Angel Son                                                                      

 

This a verse that I sent to our son, Ron a couple of years ago. My son died on April 25, 2003 and as per his wishes his organs were donated to others so they could live. I would like to share it all with you so you will understand why our son is a Hero. Please copy it and carry it on you everyday and send it to your dear ones. I dedicate this page to my son, a wonderful caring son and father in life and a true Hero in death. Have a Wonderful Journey, Son.

RONALD RICHARD GILSON (November 17, 1963 – April 25, 2003)

        “Remember Me”

 

The day will come when my body will lie upon a white sheet,

Tucked neatly under the four corners of a mattress, located in a hospital busily occupied with the living and the dying . At  a certain moment a doctor will determine that my brain has ceased to function and that for all intents and purposes my life has stopped.

 

“When that happens, do not attempt to install artificial life into my body by the use of a machine and don’t call this my deathbed. Let it be called the bed of life and let my body be taken from it to help others lead fuller lives.

 

Give my sight to the man who has never seen a sunrise, a baby’s face or love in the eyes of a woman. Give my heart to the person who has nothing but endless days of pain. Give my blood to the teenager who was pulled from the wreckage of his car so that he may live to see his grandchildren play. Give my kidneys to a person who depends upon a machine to exist from week to week. Take my bones. Every muscle fiber, every nerve and try to find a way to make a crippled child walk. Explore every corner of my brain, take my cells, if necessary, and let them grow so that someday a speechless boy will shout at the crack of a baseball bat or a deaf girl will hear the sound of rain against her window.

 

Burn the rest and scatter the ashes to the wind to help the flowers grow.

 

If you must bury something, bury my faults, my weaknesses and my prejudices against my fellow man. Give my sins to the Devil, give my Soul to God.

 

If by chance you wish to remember me, do it with a kind deed or a word to someone who needs you. If you do all I have asked, I will live forever.

 

Please sign your donor card and give someone the gift of life, the most precious gift of all.

 

As of this date, April 30, 2003, my son has given life and hope to 4 donor recipients, a 49 year old woman received his heart and lungs and is doing well so far, a 40 year old woman received 1/2 of his liver and a kidney and is doing well, an 18 month old child received the other 1/2 of his liver and is recovering nicely and a 60 year old diabetic man received his other kidney and is recovering as well.

 

May 12, 2003 -- All recipients are doing very well. All are out of hospital except for heart and lung recipient. I am assured that she is doing very well at this time. Today, I found out that both of the corneas of my son's eyes have been transplanted to two young individuals. My heart swells with pride that through my son's generous donations 6 people have a chance of leading normal healthy lives.

Again, please sign your donor card and give someone the gift of life, the most precious gift of all. Also let your loved ones know that this is what you want to do so precious time is not wasted at the time of your death.

 

I received a thank you card from the triple organ recipient, a woman who received my son's heart and both lungs. She had been on oxygen for 13 years and on the organ recipient list for over 3 years and fading quickly.  She is doing great now and is eternally grateful for my son's generosity in giving her a second chance at life. I can't express strong enough how important it is to please get a donor card and SIGN IT. Give the gift of life to others who are not as fortunate to have healthy organs. There is a critical shortage of healthy organs and many people, young and old needing them desperately. You or someone you love may need a heart or lung or kidney sometime in the future. Let's make sure there will always be one available for our friends and loved ones and needy people all over the world. Please call 1-800-263-2833 or send for your card today. Do this in memory of my wonderful son. God will bless you for this unselfish act forever.

There are two steps to using a donor card:

1. Sign a donor card. Organs and tissue that can be donated include the heart, liver, kidneys, pancreas, lungs, small bowel, stomach, corneas, heart valves, bone and skin.

2. Talk to your loved ones about your decision and give them your signed donor notification card so they can understand, support and respect your wishes in the future. It is important they know about your intentions as they will be asked to give final consent to your organ/tissue donation in the event of your death.

To get your Gift of Life Donor card, contact :

Trillium Gift of Life Network
155 University Avenue
Suite 1440
Toronto, ON
M5H 3B7
1-800-263-2833

Please contact: http://www.giftoflife.on.ca  for information

Canada's National Organ and Tissue Information Site

Organ Donor Stories

November 17, 2004 - Your 41st Birthday - another poem from mom

Happy Birthday, Son -written by S. Gilson November 17, 2004

Your birthday brings back memories
Of when you were a boy
You brought light & laughter into our hearts
And filled our lives with joy.

You grew up to be a man
A wonderful father and a friend
Your children miss their daddy
Their hearts will never mend.

They ask about you everytime
They bring presents to your grave
And put momentos in their memory chests.
They try to be real brave.

When they talk about their daddy
With teardrops in their eyes
I know they miss him so very much
How do you explain why someone so young dies.

Happy Birthday Son...we all love and miss you everyday.
mom

© Copyright  Shirley Gilson November 17 2004

November 17, 2003 - Today would be my son's 40th birthday. I would like to share with you a poem I wrote for him. Happy Birthday, my dear son, Ron.

A CALL FROM HEAVEN

How I’d love a call from Heaven to find out how you are

I long to hear your voice again even if it’s from afar.

I’d like to tell you how I miss you, how you’re in my thoughts each day

How I miss your calls and emails, hearing what you had to say.

Your life sure had its ups and downs but you took it all in stride

You knew you could tell me all your troubles not dwell on them inside.

Never doubt that I was proud of you, not just my son but my best friend.

A piece of my heart is missing now but someday it will mend

The day I make my journey, you’ll greet me once again

With arms outstretched at Heaven’s Door,

Then my heart will be whole once more.

© Copyright by Shirley Gilson August 29, 2003

As angels keep their watch up there,
Please, God, let him know,
That I down here, do not forget,
I loved him and miss him so.

If Tomorrow Never Comes

If I knew it would be the last time
that I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.

If I knew it would be the last time
that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
and call you back for one more.

If I knew it would be the last time
I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each action and word,
so I could play them back day after day.

If I knew it would be the last time,
I could spare an extra minute or two
to stop and say I love you,
instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.

If I knew it would be the last time
I would be there to share your day,
well I'm sure you'll have so many more,
so I can let just this one slip away.

For surely there's always tomorrow
to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance
to make everything right.

There will always be another day
to say our I love you's,
And certainly there's another chance
to say our "Anything I can do's?"

But just in case I might be wrong,
and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I love you
and I hope we never forget,

Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance you get
to hold your loved one tight..

So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
you'll surely regret the day,

That you didn't take that extra time
for a smile, a hug, or a kiss
and you were too busy to grant someone,
what turned out to be their one last wish.

So hold your loved ones close today,
whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them
and that you'll always hold them dear,

Take time to say "I'm sorry, please forgive me,"
"thank you" or "it's okay".
And if tomorrow never comes,
you'll have no regrets about today.
 

midi:  Wind Beneath My Wings

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