She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: "How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?"
The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it." Silence broke in the pause that he took.
"Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university."
Sally ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. "Would you like a lock of his hair?" the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. She walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car.
The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. It was around midnight when Sally awoke, her hand could gather a folded letter crumbled beneath the pillow was a folded letter. It said
"Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say "I Love You". I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. If you want to adopt a kid so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. If you get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like my old toys as we boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. But if he is a boy he can have my room and old stuff to play with, you see i wont need it after I die. Don't be sad thinking about me. Someday I hope to see you again."
It reminded her..
It was his idea to donate his dead body to the University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. Sally said no at first, but he said, "Mom, Maybe my body would help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom. You see I won't need it after I die."
This is love. Selfless, unconditional.. and pure.