I’m writing today from Los Angeles, where I’m attending a convention for my day job (which has nothing to do with living organ donation stuff). And wouldn’t you know it, the city has delivered me an experience to remember — my first earthquake! It was “just” a 5.4 on the Richter scale, but from my desk chair in my 28th-floor hotel room, and with no previous experience to connect it to, I was in no way underwhelmed. It was one of those poignant moments when we are reminded that the earth is a fragile and changing place, with an agenda that doesn’t necessarily match up with the hyperimportant one its human occupants bring to it. Every day is a gift.
A shout out to any readers, living donors, and others living and walking here in So. Cal. Hope all your knick knacks are still in place!