I remember how scared I was. The thought of losing her... There was too much life left to live. Exactly two years ago, my best friend Stavroula received her third heart transplant. She beat the odds. ... She never gave up. Fast forward to this summer. We're cooling off inside a coffee shop, as I put up a solid argument of why we should go with a savory crepe instead of a sweet one. Isn't it funny how life works? One moment you're crying, the next you're arguing over breakfast. It's all a miracle. Learning to be grateful for every breath. Happy "Birthday" Stavroula.