My husband, Ethan Cole, asked for my kidney on a rainy Tuesday night like he was asking.

for acceptance every holiday.

So when testing began, I went along with it.

The hospital moved me through the process carefully.

Blood work, scans, counseling, forms.

I answered questions about my health, my finances, my support system, my reasons.

At every appointment someone asked some version of the same thing: Are

you doing this freely?

And every time continue reading …