Five Years After My Wife’s Death, I Took My Child to My Best Friend’s Wedding – When I Saw the Bride, My Daughter Asked, ‘Daddy, Why Are You Crying?’

Five Years After My Wife’s Death, I Took My Child to My Best Friend’s Wedding – When I Saw the Bride, My Daughter Asked, ‘Daddy, Why Are You Crying?’

Five years after losing my wife, my daughter and I attended my best friend’s wedding — a day that should’ve been beautiful, lighthearted, and uneventful. But when the bride walked down the aisle and the veil lifted, I found myself face-to-face with the woman I had buried in my heart. And just like that, the past slammed into me like a wrecking ball. I never planned to attend that wedding. Mark had all but dragged me there, insisting I needed a b…