Over.

A beautiful June weekend in our favorite place: surfing and sun overload, two of the kids' first time on a board, together, hearts intertwined, smiles, belly laughs. Our private world. Seven.

Breakfast and presents and singing in bed. Happy Fathers Day to the man we adore.

Then, the text on your phone. One I was not expecting. I cannot breathe. A crushing, life-altering kick in the face. You threw it all away. Changing everything for all of us in that moment.