My Final Act of Love

"After five years of marriage, the doctor told me I was pregnant. It was something I had waited for so long.Yet, along with that good news came a nightmare.My medical tests showed that I had cancer, and it had already spread. The doctor gave me less than a month to live.I froze, gripping the report so tightly my knuckles turned white. Tears streamed down my face as I thought about how my unborn child would never get to feel a mother's embrace. My grief was interrupted by the ping of an incoming text message.It was from Mom.[Since you're so selfish and refuse to donate a kidney to save Nattie's life, you should divorce Davon. Let him marry Nattie instead. At least that way, you can fulfill her dying wish.]My tears fell harder. It was not that I refused to donate a kidney to Natalie Rivera, my sister, who was in the final stages of kidney disease. In truth, I only had one kidney left. Five years ago, I had already given one to Dad.Now, with my life counting down to its final days, I decided that I would donate my remaining kidney to Natalie. I would also let my husband, Davon Parker, go with her. Before I went into surgery, my parents praised me for finally being thoughtful, saying I had finally learned to care about my sister. They said that once the surgery was over, the whole family would go on vacation together.Davon even said he was proud that I was no longer selfish and promised he would make it up to me in the future.None of them knew I did not have a future.After the surgery, what would be pushed out of the operating room would be a cold, lifeless body."