An organ donor gave me more time with my wife. Those memories will last a lifetime.

Note from Columbus Dispatch Opinion Editor Amelia Robinson: This column was written as part of a series on Black love ahead of “A Night Focusing on Black Love and Relationships” 7 p.m. Sunday Feb. 18 at the King Art Complex, 867 Mount Vernon Ave, Columbus. Visit facebook.com/MaleBehavioralHealth for more information.

We never know the time and place of when we or our loved ones will leave this Earth. The time you spend with loved ones is a gift and never take that for granted.

Helen and I were both from Cincinnati.

We met in September 2005 at an event we both were working. We exchanged numbers after the night was over and made a date to meet up for lunch. The time we spent with each was effortless. Shortly after we met, I was called up for an active-duty military assignment in Germany.

‘Best decision of my life’: I was engaged at 18. More than 25 years later, I’m still saying ‘yes.’

I had to go train in Fort Leonard Wood, Missouri, in November 2005. We spent as much time together as we could before I had to leave.

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