He and the Past, Letting the Memory Go

The day I discovered I was pregnant, my husband, Leon Harber, was so overwhelmed he burst into tears.

He then swept through the city, buying out every baby product he could find, even commissioning a custom-made necklace, carved with image of a protective angel to watch over me and our child.

Then he held me, laughing and crying all at once, showering my belly with kisses.

“Cassidy, I’m so happy,” he said, his voice trembling with emotion.

“When this child is born, I’ll give you both the best the world has to offer.”

Watching his tear-filled eyes, I smiled silently.