Noah and I were filled with excitement and our hearts were overflowing with joy that we could barely sit still. It was November 3, 2013. We were sitting side-by-side in the front row of the greenhouse at Historic Shady Lane in York, Pennsylvania. It was a splendid autumn afternoon. The colors of the leaves were vibrant yellow and orange. We found ourselves taking many deep breaths to soak in the crisp smell of the fall air. We were minutes away to witnessing my brother-in-law, Kermit Keefer, and my best friend, Trinity Walker, marry each other.
As my eyes scanned around the greenhouse, I felt like I was on the set of a movie, for several reasons. One of which was being the ambiance and the dynamo cast of fabulous attendees. The greenhouse was mystical, magical and romantic. One would describe it as a whimsical woodland and an enchanted forest. Delicate flowers and ferns hung from the ceiling. Gold-plated deer antlers wrapped around the chandeliers and white feathers dipped in gold glitter hung above us and added to the enchanting spirit.
I drifted off into my own thoughts for a minute. I reflected on how all of this came to be. How Trinity, my best friend, and Kermit, my husband’s brother, were getting married. How my kidney donor was a guest at their wedding. How amazing life is. I thought back to eighth grade when I was sitting in the lobby of West York Area Middle School. I was wearing a pair of blue, green and white sneakers. They happened to be guy shoes. I was sitting next to Emily Kerrison on that fateful day. Emily and I looked at each other, looked down and noticed that we were wearing the same sneakers. We laughed, as we both knew they were not girl shoes. From that day on, we were friends.
Years later, it was Emily Kerrison’s mom, Sally Robertson who donated her kidney to me. Emily Kerrison is now Emily Cover, because she married my brother Brandon. I met Trinity through my kidney donor, Sally, because Trinity used to date Sally’s brother. Trinity photographed the book launch release party of my biography, “My Favorite American” by Dennis McCloskey in 2008. Trinity and I have been friends ever since. Last year, Noah’s brother Kermit bought an RV and wanted to go on a cross-country adventure from PA to CA and back. The only thing he was missing was a co-pilot. Kermit and Trinity both live in PA and Trinity wanted to come visit me in CA. Trinity and Kermit had never met, but I thought it would be a great idea for her to hitch a ride with Kermit. Well she did just that and the two of them fell in love during their cross-country adventure. Kermit not only got a co-pilot for his trip, but a co-pilot for life. I don’t believe in coincidence. This chain of events happened for a reason. I sat there thinking that the common denominator to a couple of marriages, happiness for many, and my life being saved was a pair of guy shoes that brought Emily and I together.
I smiled and reached for Noah’s hand. I looked around and felt happy as I saw Noah’s family, Trinity’s family and my dear parents all in the same room. I glanced to my right and made eye contact with my precious kidney donor, Sally. She gave me an endearing smile and put her hand over her heart. Sally’s body language and aura brought instant tears to my eyes. At that very moment I felt an invisible but strong warm embrace around me letting me know that everything is going to be ok and that everything happens for a reason. The captivating music of the ceremony began. I turned around in my seat in anxious anticipation for Kermit and Trinity to start their lives together as husband and wife and knowing that this is just the beginning. Our intertwined lives and magical story is not finished, but rather yet to unfold.
“You can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.” -Steve Jobs
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