I lost my son Gus on August 9, 2015. He was only 25. He was a non-conformist with a vivid sense of adventure. He would make you smile and laugh, and his energy lit up a room. He led without being a boss, and he was generous and compassionate. As a mom, I’ll brag about him forever.
There is a greater reason for my son’s departure: his last gift and act of charity was for people he will never meet or know. Gus’ corneas helped two women regain sight, and his kidneys saved the lives of two more. So far, Gus has enhanced the lives of over 200 people across eight states and even as far as South Korea. His final act of kindness overwhelms me, and I know that the essence, energy and soul of Gus is part of me and the universe, and he is physically still all around this world.
As a nurse told me, “Because of your bravery and your decision, there will be a lot of happy people tonight. Their lives will be changed forever.”
I am overwhelmed by the privilege of having a living memorial to him, and for others to love their gift of sight. It is in giving that I feel the spirit of my son inside me, like a soft presence. His recipients are part of his legacy.
To the world you may be just one person, but to one person you may be the world.
Submitted by Gus’ mother Mary Hawks