- Expected Jan 30, 2020
Hockey isn’t forever.
The money and glory of being a professional hockey player meant more to me than a family, a home, and a forever. Now another man has my forever, and I have hockey. I thought making the big money and playing against the best in the world would feel better than this. Instead I’m empty and hollow, like a big piece of my heart was hacked off. There's something missing. Something big. Something I can never get back.
I loved him, but he wasn’t the love of my life. Someone else was.
My husband died too young, too suddenly, too tragically. We’d been unprepared, and I was left with nothing. I had no education, no job skills, and no future plans. My controlling in-laws were breathing down my neck, ready to pounce at any moment and take my son away from me.
I had no choice. I turned to the one man who’d turned his back on me, on us, all those years ago.
We’d been shutout from his life, and I’d shut him out from ours. Can two strangers make a family? Do we have what it takes to forgive and move on?