Going Solo: The Journey of a solo dad after loss
Going Solo: The Journey of a Solo Dad After Loss I sat on my couch holding a box of tissues. A dark curtain fell that day. It was November 25th, 2024, Tiffanie's best day, my worst one. The day where she heard the words "Well done my good and faithful servant" and the day I heard her breath her last earthly breath. How could one event be so great for one person and yet so horrific for another. I sat on the couch she bought, waiting patiently for my mom to bring home our three children. They had no idea that eight hours earlier that their mom passed away. The teachers at their school knew, how they held it together I'll never know. My kids begged for us to come home. Our youngest eagerly asked multiple times when 'momma' was going to come home. We told them that Tiff would never be back in the house and that they next time they saw me in the house would be when Tiffanie passed away. I was wrecked and...