Jack died while I was six months pregnant, leaving me with our four-year-old daughter, another baby on the way, and more unanswered questions than I ever expected.
\nI was thirty-five, and our daughter Lucy still believed her father would somehow come home. During those difficult months, our days had become a collection of appointments, phone calls, household responsibilities, and small family routines. Jack tried to keep things light whenever he could.Family Counseling Services<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know you don\u2019t have to organize every second of the day,\u201d he once told me.
\n\u201cI\u2019m six months pregnant, Lucy is four, and everything has changed. Someone has to keep things organized.\u201d
\nHe smiled. \u201cYou\u2019re impossible.\u201d
\n\u201cWe\u2019ve been together since high school. You knew that already.\u201d<\/p>\n
He laughed. Jack died while I was six months pregnant, leaving me with our four-year-old daughter, another baby on the way, and more unanswered questions than I ever expected…. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":14415,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-14414","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-mtsp"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mtspminds.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14414","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mtspminds.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mtspminds.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mtspminds.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mtspminds.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=14414"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/mtspminds.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14414\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14418,"href":"https:\/\/mtspminds.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14414\/revisions\/14418"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mtspminds.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/14415"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mtspminds.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=14414"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mtspminds.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=14414"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mtspminds.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=14414"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nThat was how we had always been. I worried about details, Jack found a way to make me smile, and neither of us liked talking about the things that frightened us.
\nIn the weeks before he passed away, I noticed that Jack had become unusually private. He occasionally left the house without explaining where he was going and spent more time on his laptop
\n\u201cWhere were you?\u201d
\n\u201cOut.\u201d
\n\u201cFor that long?\u201d
\n\u201cI had something to take care of.\u201d
\n\u201cWhat kind of something?\u201d He smiled and.. CONTINUE READING<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"