When I joined TransplantLyfe, I expected to find information and maybe a few people who understood what I’d been through. What I didn’t expect to find was Jeanmarie, a best friend, a soul sister, and living proof that hope and strength don’t just survive – they thrive when shared.
We connected through our transplant journeys, each of us carrying a story marked by loss, healing, and the fight to keep going. But what truly bonded us was something deeper: a shared passion for advocacy, a fierce desire to turn pain into purpose, and the comfort of knowing that someone else just gets it.
From late-night check-ins to spontaneous New York City adventures, our friendship became its own kind of medicine. One of my favorite memories is the day we took a bike tour through Central Park. With the wind in our faces and laughter echoing between the trees, it felt like reclaiming life on our own terms. It was a celebration of every moment we’ve fought to live.
Whether we were shopping at Tiffany’s or simply breathing in the magic of the city, we weren’t just passing time; we were honoring it. We were honoring every heartbeat, every second chance, and every moment our transplants gave back to us.
Jeanmarie’s strength inspires me daily. Even on her hardest days, she lifts others up. Her voice fights for the unheard, and her joy reminds me that light still lives in the hard places. She’s the friend who remembers the dates that matter, who checks in without being asked, and who makes you feel seen in a world that sometimes overlooks transplant warriors.
Our friendship is a reminder that healing doesn’t always come through medicine or milestones. Sometimes, it shows up in a person who walks beside you, believes in your tomorrow, and never lets you forget that your story still matters.
So if you’ve ever wondered what hope and strength look like… It’s not just from survival, but from a connection.
By: LaVise McCray
