My Husband Became an Organ Donor – His Doctor Stopped Me in the Hospital Hallway and Said, 'There's Something He Made Me Promise Not to Give You Until Now'

I did.

Then I looked at her.

Violet started crying.

"But you will never tell her I made her father do this. And you'll never make her responsible for how much you miss him."

"I don't know who I am without him."

"Neither do I, Violet. This is harder than anything I've ever had to do."

I looked down at Cecelia.

***

Six months later, Violet sat on my living-room rug while Cecelia fought with a wooden block.

Our relationship wasn't fixed.

It was healing.

Violet asked before visiting now.

And when she missed Mark, she said she missed Mark.

That afternoon, Cecelia grabbed the block so tightly her knuckles went white.

Violet smiled.