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 was home showering.
He made sure of it.
That hurt too.
PART 17 — “WHY DID EVERYONE THINK I COULDN’T HANDLE IT?”
I asked Sarah.
She looked ashamed.
“I didn’t decide for you.”
“You helped him hide it.”
“He asked me to.”
“He was nineteen.”
