Before My 19-Year-Old Son Died, He Donated His Heart to an 18-Year-Old Girl—Then Her Mother Handed Me a Letter: “Mom, There’s Something You Need to Know About Her”
“You don’t have to be an artist because he liked art.”
“I already wanted art school.”
“I know.”
“You’re being weird.”
“Yes.”
Then she understood.
“Oh.”
Her eyes softened.