He Walked Out When Our Twins Were Newborns—Fifteen Years Later, He Came Back Asking for Help
I can still feel the weight of my daughters in my arms on the day my marriage ended. They were only a few weeks old—two tiny newborns wrapped in mismatched blankets, smelling like milk and baby powder. I was still healing from childbirth, still waking every hour, still trying to figure out how to mother…