Devastated After Burying My Wife, I Took My Son on Vacation – My Blood Ran Cold When He Said, ‘Dad, Look, Mom’s Back!’
At just 34, I became a widower, left to raise our 5-year-old son, Luke, alone. My wife, Stacey, had supposedly died in a tragic accident caused by a drunk driver. Or so I was told. Two months later, our home felt like a graveyard, full of memories. Desperate for change, I took Luke on a…