Outside the delivery room, I held him in my hands and whispered the words I’d practiced for weeks. I told my wife to stay at home while I searched, then jumped in my car and called 911. I wouldn’t leave my child the way I’d been left. And on that morning after leaving Chris, I ate every word of it. In the end, it wasn’t about leaving Chris.

Source: Huffington Post January 13, 2026 21:50 UTC