It's nice to read a feel-good piece first thing in the morning. This story is about a teacher who gives one of her students a kidney.
Can you imagine?
Part of me says, "Yes, yes, I'd absolutely do that, too" but there's still a little voice in the back of my head that's full of doubts. What ifs. What if my lone kidney would then fail? What if my husband or kids ever needed a kidney and I didn't have a spare? What if...
But in the end, I think I'd still have to do it. To know I'm a match, to know I could save a life... That would be really hard to walk away from just because of a few of my own fears.
I'm going to ask the same question of the article: Would you ever give a stranger a kidney?