At the time, I thought I was just helping someone change a tire.
I had no idea I was stepping into a completely different life.
I’m a single father—not by plan, not by choice, but by circumstance.
Emma’s mom left when our daughter was three. No arguments, no dramatic goodbye. Just a small bag, a quiet explanation about needing “space,” and a door closing behind her.
At first, I waited.
I told myself she’d call. That she just needed time.