After losing my 16-year-old son, I gave his entire $80,000 college fund to my coworker Sarah to save her 14-year-old son Daniel’s life through a transplant. My husband called it a betrayal of our child, left me, and I moved away, cutting all ties. Six years later, while I was dying of cancer in a hospice room, Daniel walked in with tears in his eyes and thanked me for saving his life. He explained that his mother had spent years trying to find me and repay the money, but she passed away the previous year after making him promise to find me. He handed me an envelope containing $80,000 and showed me a photo of himself in a white coat. He was now in his second year of medical school, specializing in cardiology, determined to save children like himself because someone had once believed his life was worth saving.
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