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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.”



Sally said, “Why do little children get cancer? Doesn’t God care anymore? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?”



The surgeon asked, “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 asked the nurse to stay with her while she sinabi goodbye to her son. She 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.



The mother said, “It was Jimmy’s idea to donate his body to the unibersidad for Study. He sinabi it might help somebody else. “I sinabi no at first, but Jimmy said, “Mom, I won’t be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one madami araw with his Mom.”



She went on, “My Jimmy had a puso of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could.”



Sally 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 upuan beside her in the car.



The drive tahanan 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 kama and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.



It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the kama was a folded letter.



The letter 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 pag-ibig You’. I will always pag-ibig you, Mom, even madami with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won’t be so lonely, that’s okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn’t like the same things us boys do You’ll have to buy her mga manika and stuff girls like, you know. Don’t be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The mga kerubin are so cool. I pag-ibig to watch them fly. And, you know what? Hesus doesn’t look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Hesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God’s knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That’s when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you goodbye and everything. But I already knew that wasn’t allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God sinabi for me to give you the answer to one of the tanong you asked Him, ‘Where was He when I needed him?’ God sinabi He was in the same place with me, as when His son Hesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, sa pamamagitan ng the way, Mom, no one else can see what I’ve written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn’t that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some madami names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the mesa with Hesus for supper. I’m sure the pagkain will be great.



Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don’t hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone.I’m glad because I couldn’t stand that pain anymore and God couldn’t stand to see me hurt so much, either. That’s when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel sinabi I was a Special Delivery! How about that Mom?



Signed with pag-ibig from God, Hesus & Me. I can’t wait until you get here, too.”



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