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”
Not perfect.
But fundamentally decent.
Loving father.
Sometimes difficult husband.
Terrible at apologizing.
Good in a crisis.
Apparently excellent at hiding one enormous part of his life.
When I learned about Maya, my first instinct was to rewrite everything.