My Son’s Final Wish Was to Meet the Firefighters He Adored — When We Arrived, the Captain Pulled Me Aside and Said, “Ma’am, There’s Something I Have to Tell You”

my son sitting inside a fire truck.

On the drive home, he fell asleep with the plastic helmet the firefighters had given him resting against his chest.

At a red light, I looked over at him.

Eleven years earlier, Captain Merritt had helped pull me from a car while Colby was still inside me.

He had spent all those years wondering whether the baby survived.continue reading …