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”
People sometimes die before they complete apologies.
Before they explain everything.
Before they become who they were trying to become.
The living have to decide what to do with incomplete effort.
I chose compassion for Caleb.
Less for Richard.
That difference does not bother me.
Relationships are not courtrooms requiring identical sentences.