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 should have encouraged him to tell you sooner.”
“Why didn’t you?”
“Because every week he looked weaker.”
Her eyes filled.
“And I was afraid the truth would turn the time you had left into another crisis.”
There it was.
Protection.
Again.