He Erased Me from Our Son’s Life

I trapped myself at that grave for six years.

I thought that as long as I didn't leave, my son's name would stay engraved alongside mine forever.

But with just one signature, Shaun made Veronica my son's "mother."

Even when I fell down the steps, the woman he reached out to support was someone else.

I picked up the blood-stained handwritten letter and finally understood. It wasn't that he didn't understand. He simply didn't care.

So I stopped fighting.

I took my son's memorial album, photos of the old gravestone, and the wedding ring that held the memory of our family of three.