Page one completed of my new Hannibal doujinshi.

The young actress made her debut in 2018 with the musical Il Tenore.

Popular Korean actress Park Soo Ryun, who was last seen in the hit television series 'Snowdrop', died on June 11 after falling down the stairs, Korean media outlet Soompi reported. She was 29. The accident reportedly occurred just a day before her scheduled performance on Jeju Island.

The unfortunate accident happened when Ms. Ryun fell down a flight of stairs while returning to her home, as per another South Korean tabloid Osen. She was immediately rushed to the hospital where attempts to resuscitate her were made. However, doctors declared her brain dead.

The bereaved family has decided to donate her organs to honour her memory.

Park Soo Ryun's mother told Soompi, ''Only her brain is unconscious, and her heart is still beating. There must be someone who desperately needs [organs]. As her mother and father, we will be able to live comforted [by the thought that her heart] has gone to someone and is beating.''

Her last rites will take place on Monday and a procession to honour her will be held on June 13.

Notably, the actress was born in 1994 and debuted in 2018 with the musical Il Tenore. She then went on to appear in a number of musicals, Finding Mr. Destiny, The Days We Loved, Siddhartha, THE CELLAR.

Today is also National Organ Donor Day.

When I was asked up front whether I was willing to donate my brother's organs I have to admit, it was really, really difficult for me. I can't put into words what it feels like to sign off on removing your own sibling's life support. I cannot put into words what it feels like to shoulder that burden and I'll never try. Those words simply don't exist.

And to think of them cutting him open was, to me, devastating. It felt unconscionable.

But I knew it was right. I knew that if I could remove myself from my own shoes and look at the situation from the outside, I knew it was right. More importantly, I knew it was what Ian wanted. My brother was the kindest and most generous human being I ever had the privilege of knowing, and I'm not just saying that. If you knew him, you'd know I'm not just saying that. He was registered, and it was wrong to invalidate that decision on his behalf. It was clearly what he'd wanted.

So I said OK. And I sat at his bedside for days while they contacted the recipients and, where necessary, flew them to Durham to prep for their surgeries. As I held Ian's hand and nodded that they could remove the ventilator, I did so knowing that the Operating Rooms surrounding us were full of other people's loved ones. That I was surrounded by nameless, faceless people for whom this moment was a moment full of joy and hope and life. I want to say it was bittersweet but candidly for me in that moment on that day, it was just bitter.

I don't know how many sleepless nights I spent in the days and weeks following, laying awake, thinking of all that had happened.

And that's when the letters started coming. The names. The faces.

First it was a 60 year old man with a wife of 36 years, a daughter, two grandchildren, and a brand new kidney. Then it was a 66 year old man with three children and seven grandchildren. Also with a brand new kidney. I heard from a man in his 50s who had made peace with his god and written his own obituary before his phone rang and someone on the other end of that call said these words: "you're getting a liver." I learned that on that day when I said goodbye to my brother, he was down the hall saying goodbye to his own sister, just in case. Sometimes I wonder if I passed her in the hall that day.

I heard from the parents of a newborn child who needed tissue from a donor heart valve to create an artificial heart valve that would grow with them for the rest of their life. I think about that child every single day. As the anniversary of Ian's death approaches later this year, I'll take comfort knowing that baby is out there somewhere, healthy and celebrating their 5th birthday. Every year for the rest of my life as that awful anniversary approaches for me, I will also silently be celebrating that child's birthday from afar, by myself. And I will always find true joy amidst my pain because of it.

I heard from a family with a young child who did not lose the ability to see her beloved doggie, because she got a desperately needed cornea. I smile when I think that somewhere out there in the world, someone is still seeing life through the same lens that Ian did.

And as the letters came, I shared with them Ian's name, and Ian's face, and Ian’s story. And as I joined them in their joy, they shared with me my grief.

And just like that, I stopped losing sleep.

Donating Ian's organs is the single most life affirming decision I've ever made. And had he not made the decision to register while he was still alive and able, I would not have legally been allowed to make it. Those organs would have been cremated and put into an urn. To me, in hindsight, THAT would have been truly unconscionable.

If you have a moment today, and you're not already, please register to be an organ donor and encourage others to do the same. I hope and pray nothing ever happens to you or your loved ones. I would be devastated if something ever did. But things do happen. And I cannot think of a more beautiful legacy to leave behind than the kind left by my brother, because he was an organ donor.

You don’t have to go to the DMV or wait until your license needs renewal to do it. It’s quick and easy and the link is here.

Thank you.

Today is also National Organ Donor Day.

I don’t talk about the days my brother spent on life support a lot, which I think is probably understandable. There was for sure an element of denial involved in keeping him on life support at first; there was for sure a part of me that thought maybe if I just shut out the world and prayed, he’d wake up and be OK. That I'd suffered enough; let just him survive. That the world owed me just him. There was definitely all of that.

But also there was this: Ian was eligible to be an organ donor.

When I was asked up front whether I was willing to donate my brother’s organs I have to admit, it was really, really difficult for me. I can’t put into words what it feels like to sign off on removing your own sibling’s life support. I cannot put into words what it feels like to shoulder that burden and I’ll never try. Those words simply don’t exist.

And to think of them cutting him open was, to me, devastating.

But I knew it was right. I knew that if I could remove myself from my own shoes and look at the situation from the outside, I knew it was right. More importantly, I knew it was what Ian wanted. My brother was the kindest and most generous human being I ever had the fortune of knowing, and I’m not just saying that. If you knew him, you’d know I’m not just saying that. He was registered, and it was wrong to invalidate that decision on his behalf. It was clearly what he’d wanted.

So I said OK. And I sat at his bedside for days while they contacted the recipients and, where necessary, flew them to Durham to prep for their surgeries. As I held Ian’s hand and nodded that they could remove the ventilator, I did so knowing that the Operating Rooms surrounding us were full of other people’s loved ones. That I was surrounded by people for whom this moment was a moment full of joy and hope and life. I want to say it was bittersweet but candidly for me in that moment on that day, it was just bitter.

And I don’t know how many sleepless nights I spent in the days following, laying awake, thinking of all that had happened. It haunted me.

And then the letters started coming.

First it was a 60 year old man with a wife of 36 years, a daughter, two grandchildren, and a brand new kidney. Then it was a 66 year old man with three children and seven grandchildren. Also with a brand new kidney. I heard from a man in his 50s who had made peace with his god and written his own obituary before his phone rang and someone on the other end of that call said these words: “you’re getting a liver.”

I heard from the parents of a newborn child who needed a new heart valve. I heard from a family with a young child who could finally see her beloved dog, because she received a cornea.

And I stopped losing sleep.

Donating Ian’s organs is the single most life affirming decision I’ve ever made. And had he not made the decision to register while he was still alive and able, I would not have legally been allowed to make that decision.

If you have a moment today, and you’re not already, please register to be an organ donor and encourage others to do the same. I hope and pray nothing ever happens to you or your loved ones. I would be devastated if something ever did. But things do happen. And I cannot think of a more beautiful legacy to leave than the kind left by Ian.

Thank you.

Today is World Organ Donation Day.

Let us spread awareness about the importance of organ donation and make people recognize the selfless efforts made towards mankind, and reestablish our belief in humanity.

Over 5,00,000 people die due to non-availability of organs in India every year. Lakhs of people die due to liver and heart diseases. Over thousands of people await a kidney transplant, but only a few get among them. India needs more organ donations as only 0.01% Indians have given consent to donate their organs after their death. You can play a big role in saving others' lives. The organ of the donor can be transplanted to the patient who needs it urgently.