Although this title/term is a little weird, I liked what this post had to say. It's from Gift of Life on Facebook from the perspective of a recipient to a donor/donor family:
Just when I was about to lose myself, a life ring appeared. That life ring was attached to a rope, and at the end of that rope was a nameless, faceless hand, pulling me out of the deepest crevice of the deepest caverns of the ninth circle of Hell.
That hand was yours. While drowning in your own grief, you reached out and saved me from mine.
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