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”

There it was.

The problem I would inherit.

Richard had been a loving father to Caleb.

And an absent one to Maya.

Both were true.

Maya had congenital cardiomyopathy.

By eighteen, her heart function had deteriorated badly.

Medications helped for years.

Then stopped helping enough.