The grieving parents of a young girl have honored her memory through an incredible act of generosity by donating her organs. Aurora Masters, a five-year-old, tragically раssеd аwау on May 13, following a freak accident that resulted in her accidental strangulation on a disc swing just five days earlier. Her family made the heart-wrenching decision to turn off her life support after doctors confirmed she had suffered fatal brain damage.
Tom and Krystal Masters, Aurora’s parents, revealed that her organs were donated to Donor Alliance, an organization dedicated to organ and tissue donation for transplantation in Colorado and most of Wyoming. “We know that Aurora’s heart is beating somewhere,” said Krystal, with Tom adding that this knowledge “genuinely helps” them cope with their immense grief.
Aurora’s family described the donation as a final act of kindness from a little girl who always wanted to help and lead. “I am proud of my daughter,” Krystal told KUSA. “I was already proud, but she’s still giving.”
A GoFundMe campaign has raised over $30,000, showing the outpouring of love and support from family and friends. The family wrote, “Our sweet Aurora Rae has once again demonstrated her ninja quality of bravery, partnering with the Donor Alliance to complete her giving of gifts. She is demonstrating the qualities of a black belt.”
Little Girl’s Final Act Of Kindness Before Taking Her Life On The Playground
The grieving parents of a young girl have honored her memory through an incredible act of generosity by donating her organs. Aurora Masters, a five-year-old, tragically раssеd аwау on May 13, following a freak accident that resulted in her accidental strangulation on a disc swing just five days earlier. Her family made the heart-wrenching decision to turn off her life support after doctors confirmed she had suffered fatal brain damage.
Tom and Krystal Masters, Aurora’s parents, revealed that her organs were donated to Donor Alliance, an organization dedicated to organ and tissue donation for transplantation in Colorado and most of Wyoming. “We know that Aurora’s heart is beating somewhere,” said Krystal, with Tom adding that this knowledge “genuinely helps” them cope with their immense grief.
Aurora’s family described the donation as a final act of kindness from a little girl who always wanted to help and lead. “I am proud of my daughter,” Krystal told KUSA. “I was already proud, but she’s still giving.”
A GoFundMe campaign has raised over $30,000, showing the outpouring of love and support from family and friends. The family wrote, “Our sweet Aurora Rae has once again demonstrated her ninja quality of bravery, partnering with the Donor Alliance to complete her giving of gifts. She is demonstrating the qualities of a black belt.”
A service in Aurora’s honor will be held on Saturday, June 8, at a local church. “Our hearts are shattered, and we continue the journey to honor and celebrate her worldly gifts,” the family shаrеd.
Aurora, from Fort Collins, was playing in her family’s garden when the accident happened. She had moved her small plastic slide close to a disc swing and somehow got her neck caught in the ropes while sliding down. This tragic incident led to her brain being starved of oxygen. Doctors at the Children’s Hospital Colorado in Aurora delivered the devastating news that she would not survive.
In the face of this tragedy, the Masters family found solace in the support of their extended family, with 19 members traveling from Wyoming and Nebraska to be by Aurora’s bedside. “We do know the power of family,” said her aunt Kennedy.
Aurora was pronounced dеаd on May 13. The family has struggled to comprehend how the accident occurred, as it seemed to happen while she was innocently playing on her own outside. Her aunt Kennedy explained, “She pulled her little plastic slide over to where her swing was and somehow got caught up in the swing, and the swing strangled her.”
Tom Masters spoke about how Aurora had reinvigorated his life when she was born. “She came along when I was in a really bad mental health place,” he told the Denver Post. “It felt likе there was something almost magical about her. I’m hearing all these stories that she was likе that for everybody.” He added, “She literally just had fun and went around and brought her light with her and gave it away for free.”
Krystal hopes Aurora’s story will inspire other families to cherish every moment with their children. “I guess what I would say to parents is: Love your kid every minute, have a dance party, and just live life. Because you never know when it’s going away.”
I Came Home from Vacation to Find a Huge Hole Dug in My Backyard – I Wanted to Call the Cops until I Saw What Was at the Bottom
When I cut short our vacation due to Karen falling ill, the last thing I expected was to find a massive hole in our backyard upon returning home. Initially alarmed, I hesitated when I spotted a shovel inside, leading me into an unexpected adventure involving buried treasure, newfound friendship, and lessons in life’s true values.
Karen and I rushed back from the beach early after she fell ill. Exhausted but wary, I decided to check the house’s perimeter before settling in. That’s when I stumbled upon the gaping pit in our lawn.
“What’s this?” I muttered, approaching cautiously.
At the bottom, amid scattered debris, lay a shovel. My first instinct was to call the police, but then I considered the possibility that the digger might return, knowing we were supposed to be away.
Turning to Karen, who looked unwell, I suggested keeping the car hidden in the garage to maintain the appearance of absence.
As night descended, I kept vigil by a window, watching and waiting. Just as I was about to give up, I spotted a shadow vaulting over our fence.
Heart pounding, I ventured out with my phone ready to call the authorities. Approaching the pit, I heard the clink of metal on earth.
“Hey!” I exclaimed, shining my phone’s light into the hole. “What do you think you’re doing?”
The figure looked up, squinting. My jaw dropped—it was George, the previous owner of our house.
“Frank?” he stammered, equally surprised. “What are you doing here?”
“I live here, remember?” I retorted. “What are you doing in my yard in the middle of the night?”
George climbed out, looking sheepish. “I can explain. Just… please don’t involve the police.”
Arms folded, I demanded an explanation.
“My grandfather owned this place,” George began, “and I recently discovered he hid something valuable here. I thought I’d dig it up while you were away.”
“You broke into my yard to hunt for treasure?” I couldn’t believe it.
“I know how it sounds,” George pleaded, “but it’s true. Help me dig, and we’ll split whatever we find.”
Despite my better judgment, I agreed. Over hours of digging, we shared stories, George revealing his hardships—a lost job and his wife’s illness. His hope for this treasure to change their lives touched me.
As dawn approached, our optimism dwindled with each shovel of dirt revealing nothing but rocks and roots.
“I was so sure…” George’s disappointment was palpable.
Offering a ride home, we filled the pit and drove to his house, where his wife, Margaret, greeted us anxiously.
“George! Where have you been?” Margaret exclaimed, eyeing me curiously.
Explaining the situation, George’s dream of buried treasure was deflated by Margaret’s reality check.
“My grandfather’s tales were just that—stories,” she gently reminded him.
Apologizing, George and Margaret offered to repair our yard. I declined, suggesting they join us for dinner instead.
Driving home, I shared the night’s escapade with Karen, who teased me about my unusual night with a stranger. Reflecting on our conversation, I proposed inviting George and Margaret for dinner—an unexpected outcome from a night of digging for imaginary treasure.
As I assessed the yard in daylight, I realized life’s treasures aren’t always what we seek but the connections we forge along the way.
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