Josh was my husband, my best friend, my confidant, my protector, and my hero. Long before he saved lives, he was my savior. He was one of the best humans that I’ve ever met. He was endlessly kind and caring, to humans and to animals. He could never stay mad at anyone and he always went out of his way to help people, regardless of whether they were family, friends, or strangers. As for animals, there are two stories that stand out. The first involves a raccoon that he saw on the road one day. It had been recently hit and he came home so upset and told me that he had to make sure that it wasn’t still alive because if it was he would have wanted to move it off the road and sit with it so that it wouldn’t die alone. That level of compassion and empathy is something that I strive for. The second story is one that stands out simply because I was so worried about him. His phone had died and he had to take a friend home at night. What should have been a quick drive started taking way too long. Thinking that something bad had happened, I contacted the friend to make sure he wasn’t there. About 30 minutes later I’m panicking and was about to walk all the way to the friend’s house. Right then he pulls up. It turns out he had clipped a deer and was wandering a busy highway area, into the surrounding woods, to make sure that the deer was okay. He was special. He was a devoted father, husband, son, brother, nephew, and uncle. He knew how precious life was and he cherished every second. He was convinced that I was his gift from God, but I’m 100% certain that he was mine.
Submitted by Adelaide, Donor Wife