Up North, at Peace is a place for us to remember and celebrate Joel Ray Marsh, the inspiring man, son, brother, friend, who now watches us for each and everyone of us, and greets those we love as they join him in heaven.

Here's to a life well lived...

Thursday, July 11, 2013

Meeting in Madison

After our last official class of my second year of Medical School I had a quick weekend trip planned to go back home and visit with family to refresh before the big boards study binge.  I flew back to Madison just in time for my parents and Lyssa to pick me up at the airport.  From there we went to Becca's apartment to freshen up for an important family meeting.  Mom, Dad, and I were contacted by one of Joel's recipients and he was going to be in Madison for a routine post operative check up.  We wrote letters to all of the recipients, and received a few responses, but were delighted to hear when one family wanted to meet.


We were so excited to have this opportunity, as we know that it is rare in the community of transplantation.  What an experience to be able to connect with another family that is so close to our own.  We decided that the Great Dane would be an excellent place to meet over dinner.  As we walked in, I knew the couple that were sitting in the entry way with two roses - it had to be them, and it was!  We sat at a booth and started to hear his story.  He told of us his work, career, and beautiful family.  We learned how difficult it can be to be a recipient, especially a lung recipient, who endures countless tests and endless waiting while very ill until a transplant is available.

We also had the opportunity to tell them about Joel and all of the things he was able to accomplish, many of the fun stories that we love to laugh about, and then of course what brought the two families together at the table.  We prepared a frame of a few of our favorite pictures of Joel for them to have to show their family back home who was not able to come with them.  They could tell instantly that he loved the outdoors and working with his hands - something both of our families had in common!

The dinner was full of emotion, tears, and so much happiness.  It was not like talking to strangers, but an extension of your own family - for we were so intrinsically connected before sitting down together.  We left on the promise of keeping in touch and hopefully meeting again some day, either in Madison, or another place!


We are so very grateful for this opportunity, and cannot thank the family enough for their courage and kindness in wanting to meet us.  We think of them very often, as I'm sure they think of us.