AFTER BURYING MY WIFE, DEVASTATED, I TOOK MY SON ON VACATION – MY BLOOD RAN COLD WHEN I HEARD, “DAD, LOOK, MOM’S BACK!”
Stacey was the love of my life. Two months ago, she died so suddenly, and I could barely process it. I was on a business trip, and by the time I rushed home, her funeral was over. The grief was unbearable, but I had to be strong for Luke, our 5-year-old son. Now, I was both mom and dad to him.
To clear our minds, I took Luke on a beach vacation, hoping it would help us heal.
On the third day, as I was lost in thought, Luke came running. “Dad! Dad!” he yelled, his little feet splashing. I smiled, thinking he wanted more ice cream.
“Dad!” His voice was trembling, and his eyes were shining. “Mom’s over there!”
“What?” I thought he must have imagined it.
“Mommy! She’s over there!” Luke pointed behind me with his little hand, “She’s
