I lived for years believing my baby’s death was my fault. My husband blamed me for not resting enough, then left me, and I carried the guilt alone.
Five years later, I learned he had hidden a known genetic condition that actually caused the tragedy. It was never my fault.
After his sudden death, his ex-wife came to me and revealed the truth through his medical records and an unsent letter. She had chosen to tell me so I could stop blaming myself.
Together, we shared our grief, and I finally began to let go of the guilt I had carried for so long and start healing.
