Letters To My Departed Son: Dear Brandon

When Brandon Spight was born, his parents, Constance and Virgil, believed he was their one-in-a-million child, a gift from God. As they admired his ten fingers and toes, neither could have imagined that there was already a small imperfection deep within his brain that would ultimately force him to make a life-or-death decision while he was still in his teens. Certainly, they had no reason to believe he would leave them just days before his eighteenth birthday.

In a heartfelt volume of perso...