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 hope I would have.”
She waited.
“But I can’t rewrite myself into a better person after the fact.”
That mattered.
“If Caleb told me Dad had another daughter while he was healthy, I might have been furious enough to avoid everyone for months.”
Maya nodded.
“Maybe years.”
“Fair.”