I can still recall the day everything came crashing down so clearly that even after all these years, it feels like I’m looking at a collection of snapshots from that moment.
Fourteen years of marriage—fourteen years spent creating a life together, raising kids, celebrating holidays, handling home repairs, and supporting one another through tough times—disappeared in a heartbeat. It all unfolded in an instant, yet with such clarity, it felt like witnessing the destruction of a fragile tapestry being pulled from the wall, the threads fraying and breaking, leaving behind a rough silhouette of something once exquisite.
