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Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon comes out from the operating room. She said,"How's my little boy? Is he gonna be alright?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 children got cancer?Doesn't God care anymore?Where were you, God, when my son needed you?" The surgeon said,"Would you like some time with your son, ma'am? 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 said good-bye 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 university for study. He said it might help somebody else. I said no at first but Jimmy said that he wouldn't using it after he died. He added that it might will help some other little boy spend one more day with his mom." She went on,"My Jimmy had a heart 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 seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried all 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 stuff back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed, hugging his pillow, and cried herself to sleep. It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her was a folded letter. The letter said: "Dear Mom, I know you're gonna 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 LOVE YOU. I will always love you, mom, even more with each day. Someday we'll see each other again. Until then, if you wanna adopt a little boy so you won't be lonely, it'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 need the same things as boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandpa and Grandma met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to see them fly. And you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I know it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see God. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter to tell you good-bye and everything. God said to me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'where was He when I needed Him?' God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He always right there as He always is with all His children. 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. Signed with love from: God, Jesus, and me