After my husband threw me to the floor and broke my leg, my four-year-old daughter used our secret signal and called grandpa for help.

at both of us.

“To second chances.”

I thought about that terrible Tuesday night.

The fear.

The pain.

The moment a frightened little girl ran to a phone.

At the time, it felt like everything was falling apart.

But sometimes what feels like the end is really the beginning.

Because that night didn’t destroy our lives.

It saved them.

And years later, sitting beside continue reading …