I Thought My Husband Died 18 Years Ago—Then I Heard Our Daughter Say, “I Miss You, Dad”
When my husband Charles died in a car accident just two weeks after our daughter Susie was born, I trusted his family to handle everything. His mother insisted on a closed casket and rushed cremation, and I never questioned it. Grief consumed me, and I raised Susie alone, believing he was truly gone. Eighteen years…