It was a Wednesday evening in early spring. The kids were finishing homework at the dining table, and the sun was setting in that soft pink way that made everything look warmer than it felt.
For thirteen years, I thought my wife, Julia, and I had built one of those quiet, steady marriages that didn’t need constant affirmation to feel secure. We weren’t flashy, and we weren’t the type to post anniversary tributes online or broadcast every milestone to the world. But we always celebrated each other. Birthdays were a … Read more