Proof The Bible Is True

The station wagon was stuffed as tightly as the Thanksgiving turkey awaiting us at my parents house on Long Island, New York. Suitcases. Toys. Snacks. Road maps. CD player. A crib strapped to the roof. And four children, three of them under six years old.

Everyone was anxious to see Grandma and Grandpa, especially me. My husband had left us just the week before. When the kids and I pulled out of the driveway of our home in western Massachusetts, I didn’t look back. Things were different now. We were restarting our lives. I didn’t know quite how, though. Taking charge wasn’t something I was used to doing.

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