“My Husband Left for a Two-Year Assignment in Toronto — I Cried as He Boarded the Plane”

in a good neighborhood.”

The boarding announcement echoed through the terminal. Mark kissed my forehead deeply. “Wait for me.”

I stood frozen, watching his back disappear through security until my vision blurred—partly from real tears, partly from the rage I was suppressing. The travelers around me hurried past, no one noticing the weeping woman in the continue reading …