Several years ago, I was fortunate to receive a kidney donation. I have been very fortunate in that the kidney is healthy and functional. Shortly after I received the transplant, I asked another kidney recipient what he did to mark the anniversary of his surgery. Neither of us knew the identity of the donor or anything of their families. He mentioned that on his anniversary, he lit a yahrzeit candle. The day of my transplant happened to be my mother’s yahrzeit. On that date, I now light two candles—in memory to the two women who gave me life.