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”
Were doctors thinking about Maya while treating him?
His treatment remained his treatment.
The donation process came afterward under separate responsibilities.
Those answers mattered.
They let me stop looking at Maya and subconsciously asking whether her survival had cost me my son.
It had not.
The disease cost me my son.
Maya simply received something Caleb chose to give after medicine could no longer save him.