The Day I Found My Strength as a Mother—And How It Helped Bring My Family Back Together

The bus ride took twelve long hours. I imagined the look on Robert’s face when he opened the door and found me there, ready to celebrate with the rest of the family. I imagined Ethan running into my arms. I imagined everything except what actually happened.

When I arrived, the house was decorated in cheerful blue and silver. Laughter floated out through the windows. My heart warmed as I climbed the steps and rang the doorbell.

Robert opened the door slowly. There was no smile, no welcome.

“Mom… what are you doing here?”