Christmas Eve started like any other holiday until my husband disappeared without explanation. The next morning, he came home holding a little girl, and with her, a secret that shattered our family.What happened last Christmas Eve changed me for good. It was hard for a while, but worth it in the end. I was 32 years old at the time. My boys, Ryan and Liam, were 7 and 5 respectively. Our family life was far from perfect, but I always thought my husband, James, and I made it work.
We’ve been married for nine years, and I’d always believed we had a solid foundation. That was, until Christmas Eve last year when everything unraveled.Most moms will relate when I say that my entire goal has always been to make the holidays magical for my boys, and last year was no different. I spent the entire day preparing so our family could have a fantastic Christmas Eve.
