After He Missed Twelve Birthdays, We Stopped Waiting

Synopsis

My husband missed our daughter's eighteenth birthday for the twelfth year in a row. This time, he was on a livestream calling another boy "my son." I had spent years signing his name on cards, making excuses, and saving his place at our table. Then I discovered our daughter's birthdays weren't the only thing he had given away. Mark believed we would always wait. He was about to learn what happens when we stop.