Every year as Thanksgiving (American holiday) rolls around I’m reminded of just how lucky I am. Though I might complain about the occasional sore throat and runny nose brought home from my kiddo (parents with school age kids, you know what I’m talking about), I have excellent health.

I started a whole foods diet earlier this summer… I’m walking more… I shoot hoops with my kiddo four times a week. Because breast cancer runs in my family (my grandmother and my aunt passed away from it), I consider myself very lucky to have such exceptional health.

That’s why several years ago I signed up to become a bone marrow donor through the National Marrow Donor Program.

My reason was simple. While there are over 7 million people in the bone marrow donation registry, there isn’t enough ethnic diversity to save more lives.

By ethnic diversity I mean Blacks, Hispanics, Indians and Asians. The fact of the matter is that 70 percent of those with terminal diseases aren’t compatible with family members, so they must turn to the National Marrow Donor Program for a match.

My aunt passed away when she was 36. Unfortunately none of us were able to donate bone marrow and we didn’t find a suitable match in time.

The best possible match, besides a family member, is usually someone within the same ethnic group. So Hispanic patients most likely need a Hispanic donor. Asian patients most likely need an Asian donor, and so on.

The beginning of my story…

A few weeks ago I was contacted by the National Marrow Donor Program informing me that I was a possible match for someone. Because of confidentiality issues, I don’t know who the person is or where they are.

Honestly, it doesn’t really matter. To help save the life of another human being would be my greatest accomplishment behind bringing my daughter into this world. I am almost brought to tears that I would be so lucky to possibly be put in this position.

There are tests that have to be done, so I don’t know if I am that person yet. But even if I’m not, I have a favor I’d like to ask of you.

The beginning of your story…

If you have it in your heart, do sign up to become a bone marrow donor. All it requires is a swab of your cheek to get started, and you’ll remain in the registry until you’re 60 years old.

If you ever have to donate it’s on an outpatient basis. And the donation you’ll be giving could possibly save a child… a mother… a father… a grandmother… a friend… an internet marketer — just like you.

Should you decide to become a donor, send me an email and I’ll schedule you for a free 30 minute ebook coaching session. Bring me your most pressing problems, your questions, your “what if” situations and I’ll work with you to give you some clarity.

Thank you for reading my blog. Thank you for being my customers. And thank you for giving of yourself in one of the best ways you can.