Brandon was diagnosed with biliary atresia when he was two months old. The Kasai procedure was performed, and as weeks went by we found out that it was not successful. But we didn't give up the fight, and neither did Brandon. We kept the faith and never stopped praying. We were told that Brandon would probably need a liver transplant before he reached his first birthday. Yet, in spite of his liver disease, Brandon was a happy and playful baby.

As time went on, my husband and I found out that one of us could be a donor for our son. Immediately my husband, Henry, wanted to be the donor. He had a number of tests done and God blessed him to be a perfect candidate.

In the early part of December 1997, Brandon suddenly began to show serious symptoms of cirrhosis. Unknown to us he had developed esophageal varices and one day they started to bleed. We rushed him to the hospital. After the bleeding was under control, our doctors told us it was time for Brandon to be transplanted.

Brandon received his living-related liver transplant on December 15, 1997, at Children's Memorial Hospital in Chicago. At the time Brandon was five months old.

Brandon has grown into an energetic little boy who gets into everything. He loves keeping up with his older brother, Henry. Everyday, as I sit back and watch him race around the house laughing and playing like any normal child, I smile and thank God for my blessings. Brandon is truly a little miracle.

To parents who may be going through a situation with an ill child, I encourage you to keep the faith. I pray God will strengthen you and take care of your situation.