He doesn’t comment on my photos telling me how “gorgeous” or “hot” I am to him, and I don’t get the “I love you too, baby’s” whenever I post something admiring him.
We played phone tag for hours and then he texted me a text I hope no one ever has to receive from someone they love and miss: “Still not working. Phone’s going to die. If this goes through, I love you.”
LeighAnn is a mid-South mom of four grown children, praying for her survival and theirs. She transplanted to sunny Southern California a few years ago and home is her favorite place to be. An ambivert, she's obsessed with crushed ice, Santa Claus and funny people. To read more stories about parenting, marriage, and real life- follow LeighAnn on Medium.
"I’d never received a suicide text before. I had to read it multiple times before I understood all the words. In the message, he apologized for being a bad leader and then told me how to help the church survive."
