I Gave My Husband My Kidney — A Year Later I Found Him With My Sister

“I regret who I gave it to,” I said.

“But I don’t regret the person I was when I did it.”

She smiled.

“That says everything.”

I lost a husband.

And a sister.

But I kept my health.

My children.

And the part of myself that still believes in doing the right thing — even when the wrong people benefit from it.

And if you ask me what karma looks like?

It’s not revenge.