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”
I asked why.
She shrugged.
“Because that was Caleb’s age.”
“Is it about him?”
“Kind of.”
Then:
“Also nineteen is the age I finally got a future.”
Both.
