I found this newspaper article.... I'm not sure how old it is, I found it in my basement about a year ago & it touched my heart. Thought I'd share it with you.
Dear Abby: I hope you find this worthy of your column:
"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 instill artificial life into my body by the use of a machine, And don't call this my "deathbed". Call it my "Bed of Life", and let my body be taken from it to help others lead fuller lives.
"Give my sight to a man who has never seen a sunrise, a baby's face or love in the eye's of a woman.
"Give my heart to a person who's heart has caused nothing but endless days of pain.
"Give my blood to the teen-ager who has been pulled from the wreckage of his car, so that he might live to see his grandchildren play.
"Give my kidneys to one who depends on a machine from week to week.
"Take my bones, every muscle, every fibre and nerve in my body and find a way to make a crippled child walk.
"Explore every corner of my brain. Take my cells, if neccessary, and let them grow so that someday a speechless boy will shout at the crack of a bat and a deaf girl will hear the sound of rain against her window.
"Burn what is left of me and scatter the ashes to the winds to help the flowers grow.
"If you must bury something, let it be my faults, my weaknesses, and all prejudice against my fellow man.
"Give my soul to God.
"If by chance you wish to remember me, do it with a kind deed or word to someone who needs you. If you do all I have asked, I will live on forever."
Author Unknown
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