My Son Became an 0rgan D0nor to Save My 5-Year-Old Daughter – On Her 18th Birthday, She Received a Card That Said, ‘Happy Birthday, Little Sister’

I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t speak.

Let’s go back a few hours, because none of this makes sense without the rest.

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That morning, our little house smelled of vanilla frosting and other treats. I’d been up since 6 a.m., stringing paper lanterns across the porch railing and trying to hum instead of cry.

Hannah was turning 18! My baby. The one Luke had given everything for.