PCMC Donations

Today I took down my donations to Primary Children's. It was super bitter-sweet and there definitely were tears shed. I worked really hard at this for a long time. The idea came to my head back in June when my mom and I were talking about how I no longer can see my doctor at PCMC due to my age. It is crazy because they've been such a huge part of my life. And I love it there!

So my mom and I packed up the car this morning and headed down to the hospital. We got to the information desk, and I was just waiting for my mom to start talking and she looked at me and said, "Go ahead!" So then I felt all humble and happy as I told them I had donations. They showed me where to bring them, and that I needed to fill out a form when I'm done. My mom started our trips to the car and back with arms full of coloring books, crayons, blankets and stickers for all the little kids. When we were done I started filling out my form. They had a section on the form where it said, "Story Behind Donation" and I kind of got teary-eyed as I wrote, Former Patient; too old to come, wanting to give back :). My mom just gave me a hug and said she was proud. We left and it was kind of hard.

That hospital means so much to me and they'll never know how appreciative I am of everything they've ever done for me. My heart kind of hurt as we left, which is where the tears come in. It felt like I was growing up and leaving this place for good. Kind of like, when you live somewhere your whole life, and then one day your family decides to move and it's really hard to leave. I'm so grateful for everyone who made kind donations, and who helped pass out the flyers and came early to tie blankets. I'm always going to remember you. I can't believe this service project is over and I cannot wait to do another one. Merry Christmas PCMC.

Even wearing my PCMC sweatshirt :)