When I was in high school I met a woman named Elaine Garcia Fischer. She was the stepmom of a boy I was dating. She was no longer married to the boy’s father, but the kid needed a place to land and she took him in. He was her son.
When the boy was just out of high school he was in a horrible car accident and was paralyzed. Elaine was his support system in the hospital and once he came home. She showed up for him, again.
10 years later I reconnected with the boy and he told me that Elaine was sick. She had a genetic liver disease and she needed a transplant. She was so sick. At one point she got taken off the transplant...