I Survived a Plane Crash – When I Finally Made It Home 5 Months Later, Another Woman Opened the Door to My House

They said I died in that plane crash. But I didn’t. I crawled out of a riverbed in the mountains, bruised and broken, after a kind soul found me. I was nursed back to health, and five months later, I made it home to hold my baby. But when the door swung open, another woman stood there… in my place.

I met Greg when I was 29. We were both over the dating games, wanted a home and a family. He said he liked that I was grounded, not flashy. I liked that he listened… really listened like I mattered. We got married less than a year later, and two years after that, our baby Margaret (Maggie) came along, tiny and screaming.