<p>My heart breaks for the family.</p>
<p>One time - and one time only - my husband dropped me with the four year old and the two year old at a restaurant entrance as the parking lot was crowded. When he joined us about five minutes later, I asked about the baby. He looked at me and turned and walked out of the restaurant and back to the car. Whenever I think of this moment I thank God that he was meeting us immediately rather than running into the nearby store where he needed to go.</p>
<p>Great husband and now three grown kids. That moment in time could have been tragic - and I truly don’t know if my husband could have lived with himself. Jail would have only been incidental.</p>