After the birth of our child, something in my husband changed—and the truth behind it broke me in ways I never expected.

“You don’t have to face that fear alone anymore,” I told him.

Two months later, we’re attending therapy as a couple. Ryan now holds Lily every morning, looking at her with love instead of fear. And seeing that reminds me that we’re going to be okay.

Even the darkest moments can lead to light again.