On Monday, August 10, 2020, a dreadful storm tore through the Midwest. The sirens didn’t go off where I live near Cedar Rapids, Iowa. Instead, a weather-alert text warned me of a “severe thunderstorm.” While my husband and I continued to work outside, we saw the sky change from sunny to dark in a matter ...

You were the one that kept me broken. The desire to play the hero must have taken over you. Every time we were together, it was you that kept making sure I was feeling down. Nothing I did or said was good enough unless I was upset. There was no interest in anything unless I ...