Raw and transparent, Shauna Shanks recounts her feelings and actions when her husband announced he was leaving.
Without question the worst night of my life was the night my husband Micah planned to leave our home. Because not only was he going to leave me. He was going to leave our children.
Josiah was only eight years old. He is a very bright kid who excels in school. Being the only child for five years has made him quite independent. Gabriel, my kind-hearted middle son, had just turned four, and Judah, my loose cannon, had just turned two. Still too little to understand what was going on, the two littles had already gone to bed for the night.
Micah was just going to leave quietly, but I told him to tell our oldest son, Josiah. I did not want to be left to do that on my own. The conversation that followed was nothing short of horrific. Josiah could not comprehend what Micah was talking about. Micah had left the building of his mind. He was monotonous and unfeeling. It was almost an out-of-body experience for me, like I was watching it happen to someone else.