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”
He failed Maya.
He lied by omission for eighteen years.
Then, after death, he handed responsibility for the truth to our son.
Those facts coexist.
I no longer waste energy trying to make them logically comfortable.
People are capable of contradiction.
The existence of love does not certify good behavior.
The existence of bad behavior does not prove every earlier loving moment was false.