My Husband Asked Me Why I Survived a Tragedy That Happened 18 Years Ago and His Daughter Didnt
Eighteen years had flown by since my husband Abraham lost his daughter, Penny, in a tragic accident. Today, standing in front of the mirror, I couldn’t shake the feeling of dread as I prepared to face him. It was never easy to navigate the sensitive waters of grief that still clung to our family. “Darcy, how did you survive that day when my daughter didn’t?” His question hung heavy in the air, an accusation laced with years of unexpressed sorrow. It was a question I had dreaded for almost two