Before you read this post, I wanted to preface it. As with every blog post, my goal is to honestly share our story to the best of my ability. This blog doesn’t tell every single part of our journey, as we don’t feel everything should be shared on a public blog. Some parts of the journey are treasures that are for just us. Other parts are too emotional or painful to choose to share here. With that said, this post is one that is deeply emotional and sensitive for us all, so it is one we debated sharing. I have spent more time writing and re-writing this than any other post because for some reason I felt very compelled to share as much of it as we felt was appropriate. Here goes…
October 2011 – Our firstborn was about to get her learner’s license! It is a rite of passage that most kids are excited about, and Sarah was no exception.

Sarah was proud to show her learner’s license to her doctor at a routine clinic appointment on Halloween 2011. On a side note – she made her duct tape vest, hairbow, and shoes as a costume for clinic that day. And don’t you love those little pigtails that she had to wait such a long time for? 🙂
You may remember that as you complete the forms for that, you indicate whether or not you want to be an organ donor. Sarah marked yes. We didn’t know which of her organs, if any, would be able to be donated after everything her body had been through from cancer, but she wanted to give whatever she could.
Opinions about organ donation vary from one person to the next. Our whole family is in favor of organ donation. I believe it is an amazing thing that God has allowed people to learn to do.
Like most 15-year-olds, when Sarah checked that box, she expected it to be a VERY far off reality. None of us ever dreamed that we would be faced with this issue just five years later.
Fast forward five years to October 10, 2016. After Sarah passed from here to heaven, we packed up all our things from that ICU room and headed home from the hospital. Five of us had been at the hospital, but now only four of us headed home.
We were exhausted, heartbroken for ourselves, and yet relieved for Sarah that her battle and her suffering was over.
On the drive home from the hospital, my phone rang. It wasn’t a number I knew, but I went ahead and answered in case it was the hospital. Turns out it was the eye donation center calling to ask us if we wanted to donate Sarah’s eyes. After all Sarah had been through, her eyes were the only organ she could donate. Obviously, organs that are to be donated have to be taken care of quickly – so they have to ask you right away.
The call caught us totally off guard.
Being in favor of organ donation, you might expect that we said yes right away. However, that was not the case at all.
It had only been a few hours since Sarah had passed. It was upsetting for me to hear this question asked on the phone, and everyone in the car was upset when I asked them. The initial reaction for all of us was NO!!!
The initial no came because we immediately felt a tremendous sense of protectiveness over Sarah’s body. Like soldiers, we were ready to guard and protect Sarah’s body in every way. That instant protective feeling wasn’t something I expected to feel, nor would I have told you that all four of us would feel it so strongly.
Sarah’s poor body had already been through so much over the past seven years…fourteen surgeries, countless needle pokes, chest tubes, ports, chemo, radiation, and so much more. Her body was finally at peace after years of battle.
The thought of someone taking her precious body and removing her eyes was more than we could stand. We had to give an answer, but we needed a few more minutes to discuss it. So there we were, sitting in traffic (which is not where you want to be while having this sort of discussion) as we cried and discussed what to do.
Helen Keller once said, “The only thing worse than being blind is having sight but no vision.”
At this point, our “sight” only allowed us to see that yet another invasive procedure would have to be done in order for her eyes to be donated.
After several minutes of discussion, we caught a “vision” of how that gift could help someone, and we had peace to say yes.
Here’s a glimpse into some of the things that gave us the peace to move forward:
- David thought back to Sarah checking to be an organ donor on her learner’s license, so we knew she had wanted to do this.
- I thought about the fact that Sarah was actually the recipient of a cadaver bone to replace the section of her femur that she lost to cancer. That bone helped her eventually walk again!
- We talked about a wonderful friend that had received a heart transplant a few years earlier and what a blessing that was for him and his family!
- Finally, we knew that Sarah wanted her situation and even her death to bring good things in the lives of others. That was something she and I discussed many times. David pointed out that her eyes were the final gift she could give to someone, and they would be wasted if we said no.
When I called the woman back to tell her “yes”, I wasn’t prepared for the long discussion that would follow. Much like when you donate blood, I had to answer a very long series of questions to make sure Sarah’s eyes could be donated. That was followed by some brief explanations about the whole thing. I don’t remember all the questions or the explanations. I do remember feeling like this call would never end! I also remember trying to keep the rest of the family from hearing the other end of the call because some things that were discussed were of a sensitive nature and were painful to hear.
Though we were at peace with this decision, it still wasn’t an easy phone call in that moment. Obviously, we know these things have to be discussed by the people from the organ donation organization! I just wanted to share that this was another hard part of the whole thing.
Needless to say, by the time we got home, the four of us were even more wiped out than when we left the hospital.
After going through this experience, my heart goes out to every person that has been asked about donating a loved one’s organs. Like us, some people who get that call knew that their loved one was going to pass away. Others that have gotten that call have just lost their loved one unexpectedly. Whether the loved one’s death was expected or not, I am guessing we are not the only ones who found this to be a tough debate in those first moments after such a great loss. Some people may be able to provide a yes or no answer quickly and without debate, but for those of us who have to debate it, it is challenging!
While working on writing this, I decided to reach out to the organization to see if I could find out if Sarah’s eyes had helped anyone. We heard back from them and learned that two different people received cornea transplants because of Sarah. I was so thankful to hear that! My hope for these two people is that along with the restoration or repair of their “sight”, God will give them the “vision” to see His great love for them if they don’t already know Him!
This post has not been written to try to persuade people to be in favor of organ donation. We completely respect that each person has to decide for themselves if they are for or against it, and we are blessed to live in a country with the freedom to make those choices!
It was a hard post to write, yet I still felt very compelled to share it. I am not sure I will ever know why God directed me to share it, but these thoughts were on my mind while I was writing.
- First, I simply hope it helps you understand another part of our story that we haven’t shared yet.
- If you haven’t experienced this, I hope after reading this you will have a new sense of compassion for people who lose a loved one and find themselves in this same situation. When you hear of a loss, maybe now you will pray not only for God to comfort that family, but also for God to help them if they are making decisions like this.
- If you are an adult, I hope you will let your family know what your wishes are for yourself regarding organ donation.
- I have known a few people who have had successful transplants. When I would hear that they were getting their transplant, my prayers primarily focused on their surgery, recovery, and the success of the transplant. Most organ transplants only happen because someone else lost their life. Now that we have experienced this side of things, I know to pray not only for the one receiving the transplant, but also to pray for the family who just experienced the loss.
- After going through this, I wish I had been prepared for this call to come soon after she passed so that we wouldn’t have been caught so off guard. And I wish that I had known about the long series of questions and information that would follow. I still think it would have been hard, but I feel like it would have helped a little if I had known. I hope that NONE of you reading have to go through an experience like this, but in the event that you do at some point – maybe this will come back to your mind and will somehow help you not be caught so off guard like we were.
- If you have already been through an experience like this and found it to be as challenging as we did – I hope you will know that you are not alone in that!

This picture came to mind to share, as I have always loved how this picture showed both Sarah’s and Catherine’s eyes. (Taken in August 2010 after they both got their ears pierced.)
Thanks for reading and supporting us on this journey! Love, Heather
1 Cor. 13:12 For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known. (ESV)