My wife died five months ago giving birth to our son. It absolutely nearly broke...

me, I'm still hanging on by a thread most days. I generally don't lie or sugarcoat things to the older kids besides things like Santa and The Tooth Fairy. They're ten, six and two now. But when i looked at their faces when I was telling them that their mother wasn't here anymore, I couldn't tell them the truth. I didn't tell them that she died giving birth to their baby brother because I knew they'd resent him and I don't want that. I just told them that she had died. Maybe I would've told them if we could afford...

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