Falling in Louisiana, Smiling in Seattle

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And then one night he told me about his heart transplant. He was 19.

He told me about the day he finally met the boy’s mother. Ten years later. A full decade after the surgery he felt like he was finally ready to meet her. He sent me a picture of them together.

Swan dive. In an instant life seemed like it was suddenly so acutely fleeting, careening away from us —and…