Bef0re My Son Passed Away, He D0nated His Heart to an 18-Year-Old Girl – After the Transplant, Her Mother Handed Me a Letter from My Son

“I’m aware. The terrible beard is a clue.”

I laughed while crying.

He smiled. “If I have to go, somebody should get something good out of this disaster.”

Eventually, I agreed.

I want to donate whatever they can use.

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After Ethan died, his heart went to an eighteen-year-old girl.

At his funeral, a woman approached me. “My name is Rebecca.”

I barely looked at her.

Then she said, “My daughter received Ethan’s heart.”