Bill and I met in the Army. I left the service to take care of our kids, and Bill served 21 years before he retired. Like all military couples, we had many conversations about death. Every time he deployed, we prepared for it, both pragmatically and emotionally. Death was a familiar adversary.

A few years ago, Bill was diagnosed with pulmonary fibrosis, most likely from his exposure to hazardous gases in Kuwait and Saudi Arabia. We knew the mortality rate was high, but we were professionals. We put our affairs in order, put on our battle armor, and prepared to meet our old adversary.

But instead of a slow march, Bill’s condition flings us up to the edge of death and then backs off again, like stormy tidal waves. We can’t seem to keep our armor on. We are swept off our feet and carried adrift by powerful forces of nature. We have no power over death.

Of course, we never did.

That is the blessing God has given us. We’ve lost our armor. We have no choice but to hang on to each other and to our faith that what comes next – no matter what results – it will be Good, with a capital G. And because we are not in control, we embrace each moment, and we are gifted with the ability to truly appreciate it. Oh, there are still moments when we feel sad, or afraid, or angry. But we don’t dwell there, because we know what comes next is Good.

For us to continue our journey together here on earth, Bill needs a double lung transplant. We are grateful for excellent military benefits, including insurance coverage, but there are costs associated with the transplant that aren't covered by insurance. They include copays and deductibles, and housing, transportation, and living expenses for Bill and a 24-7 caregiver within 5 miles of the hospital for up to twenty-six weeks.

The Emory Transplant team has estimated our post-transplant expenses at $16,000.00. I had to leave my job to help care for Bill, and our reduced income has eaten through our savings.

If you have it, we would appreciate any support you can give. This includes your prayers, presence, and/or any financial assistance that wouldn't take away from your own needs. Thank you for your love and support.