{"id":1650,"date":"2026-09-02T06:08:11","date_gmt":"2026-09-02T06:08:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bestofdrama.com\/?p=1650"},"modified":"2026-09-02T06:08:11","modified_gmt":"2026-09-02T06:08:11","slug":"my-son-and-i-got-on-my-pilot-husbands-flight-to-surprise-him-then-he-said-something-over-the-speakers-that-made-us-stop-smiling","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bestofdrama.com\/?p=1650","title":{"rendered":"My Son and I Got on My Pilot Husband\u2019s Flight to Surprise Him \u2013 Then He Said Something over the Speakers That Made Us Stop Smiling"},"content":{"rendered":"

I spent the entire morning trying to make sure my husband wouldn\u2019t notice us at the airport.<\/strong><\/h1>\n

My seven-year-old son and I had secretly bought tickets on one of his flights because Mason wanted nothing more than to surprise his dad after we landed.<\/p>\n

Everything was going perfectly.<\/p>\n

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Until Tyler made an announcement over the cabin speakers.<\/p>\n

And within seconds, I realized the surprise wasn\u2019t ours anymore.<\/p>\n

My husband, Tyler, had been a commercial pilot for almost nine years.<\/p>\n

Somehow, during all that time, our seven-year-old son had never once been a passenger on one of his flights.<\/p>\n

Mason hated that.<\/p>\n

Every time Tyler packed his overnight bag, Mason followed him through the house asking questions.<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you flying the big plane today?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot today, buddy. Sometimes I do.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDo the passengers know you\u2019re my dad?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cProbably not.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n

Tyler would laugh.<\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe someday they will.\u201d<\/p>\n

A few weeks earlier, Tyler mentioned that he had a short Saturday flight to Chicago.<\/p>\n

He would fly there, have several hours between assignments, then return home that evening.<\/p>\n

Almost immediately, I had an idea.<\/p>\n

It seemed harmless.<\/p>\n

Sweet, even.<\/p>\n

I secretly bought two tickets on his flight.<\/p>\n

One for me.<\/p>\n

One for Mason.<\/p>\n

When I explained the plan, Mason nearly exploded with excitement.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019re going to surprise Dad?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAfter we land.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCan I go into the cockpit?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIf the crew says yes.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCan I wear my pilot shirt?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAbsolutely not. Your father will recognize you from across the airport.\u201d<\/p>\n

Mason took the secrecy more seriously than anything else in his life.<\/p>\n

He packed headphones.<\/p>\n

Gummy bears.<\/p>\n

A small toy airplane.<\/p>\n

And a drawing he had made of Tyler standing proudly in front of a jet.<\/p>\n

Across the top, in enormous crooked letters, he had written:<\/p>\n

BEST PILOT EVER.<\/p>\n

The airport nearly ruined everything.<\/p>\n

We were heading toward security when Mason suddenly grabbed my sleeve.<\/p>\n

\u201cMom. Mom!\u201d<\/p>\n

I followed his stare.<\/p>\n

Tyler was walking through the terminal less than thirty feet away in full uniform, pulling his flight bag behind him.<\/p>\n

I grabbed Mason\u2019s hand and dragged him into the nearest gift shop.<\/p>\n

We hid behind a rack of sweatshirts while I pretended to study refrigerator magnets.<\/p>\n

Mason was shaking with silent laughter.<\/p>\n

\u201cThis is awesome,\u201d he whispered.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re enjoying this way too much.\u201d<\/p>\n

Once Tyler disappeared around the corner, we continued toward our gate.<\/p>\n

I remember feeling ridiculously happy.<\/p>\n

Looking back, I hate how clearly I remember that feeling.<\/p>\n

We boarded near the end because I didn\u2019t want Mason hanging around the gate long enough for someone to recognize him.<\/p>\n

Our seats were toward the back.<\/p>\n

Mason immediately pressed his forehead against the window.<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you think Dad knows?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo chance.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat if I tell a flight attendant?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo. That ruins the surprise.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOne flight attendant?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMason.\u201d<\/p>\n

He grinned and pretended to zip his mouth shut.<\/p>\n

A few minutes later, the cabin door closed.<\/p>\n

I helped him fasten his seat belt.<\/p>\n

Then the speakers crackled.<\/p>\n

Tyler\u2019s voice filled the plane.<\/p>\n

Mason\u2019s entire face lit up.<\/p>\n

\u201cMom,\u201d he whispered excitedly. \u201cThat\u2019s Dad.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n

I pulled out my phone and started recording.<\/strong><\/h1>\n

Tyler gave the usual welcome.<\/p>\n

He mentioned the weather in Chicago.<\/p>\n

Estimated our flight time.<\/p>\n

Then made one of his predictable jokes about getting us there before anyone had time to finish an overpriced airport sandwich.<\/p>\n

Mason giggled.<\/p>\n

Then Tyler stopped speaking.<\/p>\n

It wasn\u2019t a normal pause.<\/p>\n

It stretched just a little too long.<\/p>\n

When he finally continued, something about his voice had changed.<\/p>\n

\u201cActually, folks, before we push back, I\u2019d like to say something a little unusual.\u201d<\/p>\n

I lowered my phone slightly.<\/p>\n

Mason squeezed my hand.<\/p>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s someone very special on board today,\u201d Tyler continued. \u201cSomeone who has changed my life in ways I never expected.\u201d<\/p>\n

Mason whipped around toward me so quickly his headphones nearly fell off.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s me. Dad knows!\u201d<\/p>\n

For half a second, I thought he might be right.<\/p>\n

My heart jumped.<\/p>\n

I even started smiling.<\/p>\n

Then Tyler said,<\/p>\n

\u201cLaila, I know I\u2019ve told you privately, but I wanted to say this somewhere that means a lot to me.\u201d<\/p>\n

My smile disappeared.<\/p>\n

Mason frowned.<\/p>\n

Then Tyler continued.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re carrying our baby, and I can\u2019t wait for the life we\u2019re building together.\u201d<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t remember breathing.<\/p>\n

\u201cI know the last few months have been complicated,\u201d Tyler said, \u201cbut I can\u2019t wait for the day I can call you my wife.\u201d<\/p>\n

Mason slowly turned toward me.<\/p>\n

A woman across the aisle smiled as though she were witnessing the most romantic moment imaginable.<\/p>\n

My phone was still recording in my hand.<\/p>\n

And suddenly, I remembered Laila.<\/p>\n

Six months earlier, she had appeared at our front door.<\/p>\n

I had been working on a commissioned painting in the dining room when the bell rang.<\/p>\n

When I opened the door, a woman stood outside crying.<\/p>\n

Her mascara had streaked beneath both eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cIs Tyler here?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo. He\u2019s working.\u201d<\/p>\n

Her face fell.<\/p>\n

\u201cI need to talk to him.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWho are you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m Laila.\u201d<\/p>\n

She wiped her cheeks.<\/p>\n

I waited for an explanation.<\/p>\n

None came.<\/p>\n

\u201cWould you like to leave him a message?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

She hesitated.<\/p>\n

\u201cNever mind.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIs something wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI shouldn\u2019t have come.\u201d<\/p>\n

Then she turned and walked away.<\/p>\n

That evening, I asked Tyler about her.<\/p>\n

He froze for just a second.<\/p>\n

The way people do when they hear a name they weren\u2019t expecting.<\/p>\n

Then he recovered.<\/p>\n

\u201cLaila? She works for the airline.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy was she standing at our door crying and asking for you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s having some problems at work. I\u2019ve been helping her.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWith what?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cA complaint involving another employee. It\u2019s complicated.\u201d<\/p>\n

Something about the explanation bothered me.<\/p>\n

But Tyler had never given me any obvious reason to believe he was unfaithful.<\/p>\n

No suspicious messages.<\/p>\n

No unexplained absences beyond his normal flight schedule.<\/p>\n

No strange charges.<\/p>\n

Nothing.<\/p>\n

Laila never appeared again.<\/p>\n

Her name never came up.<\/p>\n

Eventually, I convinced myself I had been paranoid.<\/p>\n

Now I was sitting on a plane listening to my husband announce that she was pregnant with his child.<\/p>\n

I wanted to go back six months and shake myself.<\/p>\n

Tyler finished his announcement.<\/p>\n

Several passengers applauded.<\/p>\n

Someone near the front cheered.<\/p>\n

Beside me, Mason whispered,<\/p>\n

\u201cMom?\u201d<\/p>\n

I put my phone away.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat does Dad mean?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019ll talk about it later.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWho\u2019s Laila?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cLater, sweetheart.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy did Dad say she\u2019s going to be his wife?\u201d<\/p>\n

His voice started shaking.<\/p>\n

That was the moment I stopped thinking about myself.<\/p>\n

Whatever Tyler had done to me, our son had just heard it too.<\/p>\n

I took Mason\u2019s hand.<\/p>\n

\u201cLook at me.\u201d<\/p>\n

His eyes were already wet.<\/p>\n

\u201cIs Dad leaving us?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe don\u2019t know exactly what\u2019s happening yet.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut you\u2019re his wife.\u201d<\/p>\n

His tears started falling.<\/p>\n

I pulled him against me.<\/p>\n

Every part of me wanted to stand up.<\/p>\n

Walk to the front of that plane.<\/p>\n

Demand answers.<\/p>\n

But the aircraft had started moving away from the gate.<\/p>\n

And my child needed me to stay calm.<\/p>\n

The flight was less than two hours.<\/p>\n

It felt like ten.<\/p>\n

Mason barely touched the gummy bears he had packed.<\/p>\n

The drawing that said BEST PILOT EVER remained folded inside his backpack.<\/strong><\/h1>\n

After we landed, we waited until most of the passengers had left.<\/p>\n

I had no idea what I was going to say to Tyler.<\/p>\n

I only knew I wasn\u2019t leaving that airport without looking him in the face.<\/p>\n

We walked into the terminal.<\/p>\n

And then I saw him.<\/p>\n

Tyler was standing near the entrance to an airline lounge.<\/p>\n

Beside him was Laila.<\/p>\n

She looked nothing like the crying woman who had appeared at my house six months earlier.<\/p>\n

Her hair was perfectly styled.<\/p>\n

Her clothes looked expensive.<\/p>\n

And there was no hiding the fact that she was pregnant.<\/p>\n

One hand rested on her stomach.<\/p>\n

She was smiling at Tyler.<\/p>\n

Then she saw us.<\/p>\n

Her smile changed.<\/p>\n

Tyler followed her gaze.<\/p>\n

The color instantly drained from his face.<\/p>\n

His eyes moved from me to Mason.<\/p>\n

\u201cMegan?\u201d<\/p>\n

That was the first thing my husband said.<\/p>\n

Mason started crying again.<\/p>\n

\u201cDad, what\u2019s going on?\u201d<\/p>\n

Tyler stepped forward.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat are you doing on this flight?\u201d<\/p>\n

I almost laughed.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe came to surprise you.\u201d<\/p>\n

Tyler closed his eyes.<\/p>\n

Laila didn\u2019t look embarrassed.<\/p>\n

If anything, she looked relieved.<\/p>\n

I pointed toward her.<\/p>\n

\u201cIsn\u2019t this the same Laila who showed up at my house crying six months ago?\u201d<\/p>\n

Tyler glanced around nervously.<\/p>\n

\u201cCan we not do this here?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou told me she was your coworker.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMegan, this isn\u2019t the place.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stared at him.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou just announced to an airplane full of strangers that she\u2019s pregnant with your child and that you plan to marry her.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stepped closer.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou don\u2019t get to suddenly demand privacy.\u201d<\/p>\n

Laila folded her arms.<\/p>\n

\u201cAt least she knows now.\u201d<\/p>\n

I turned toward her.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat did you say?\u201d<\/p>\n

<\/div>\n

She met my eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cI said at least you know.\u201d<\/p>\n

There was nothing left of the frightened woman from my porch.<\/p>\n

Tyler moved between us.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou need to leave.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stared at him.<\/p>\n

\u201cMove, Tyler.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMegan, Mason is standing right there. Think about him before you make a scene.\u201d<\/p>\n

I laughed bitterly.<\/p>\n

\u201cNow you\u2019re concerned about what Mason sees?\u201d<\/p>\n

His face tightened.<\/p>\n

Our son was gripping my hand.<\/p>\n

Tyler looked down at him.<\/p>\n

\u201cBuddy, I can explain. Just not right now.\u201d<\/p>\n

Mason immediately moved behind me.<\/p>\n

Something changed in Tyler\u2019s face.<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t care.<\/p>\n

\u201cHow long?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n

Tyler looked at Laila.<\/p>\n

Then at me.<\/p>\n

\u201cAlmost a year.\u201d<\/p>\n

My stomach turned.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhen were you planning to tell me?\u201d<\/p>\n

He rubbed his forehead.<\/p>\n

\u201cI was waiting for the right time.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThe right time to tell your wife that another woman is pregnant with your child?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

He hesitated.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe right time to give you the papers.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stared at him.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat papers?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThe divorce papers.\u201d<\/p>\n

Behind me, Mason was crying harder.<\/p>\n

Tyler\u2019s expression changed.<\/p>\n

It was as if he had momentarily forgotten his own son could hear him.<\/p>\n

I immediately crouched beside Mason.<\/p>\n

\u201cPut your headphones on, sweetheart.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t want to.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPlease.\u201d<\/p>\n

He began sobbing.<\/p>\n

I hugged him, then stood again.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou were planning to serve me divorce papers?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t want you finding out like this.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHow exactly did you want me to find out?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI wanted us to talk privately.\u201d<\/p>\n

Laila interrupted.<\/p>\n

\u201cTyler and I love each other.\u201d<\/p>\n

I turned toward her.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019re having a baby,\u201d she continued. \u201cHe wants to be with me. Dragging this out isn\u2019t helping anyone.\u201d<\/p>\n

I looked at Tyler.<\/p>\n

\u201cIs that what you think?\u201d<\/p>\n

He didn\u2019t answer immediately.<\/p>\n

Then he nodded.<\/p>\n

\u201cOur marriage has been over for a while.\u201d<\/p>\n

That was news to me.<\/p>\n

We had eaten dinner together Thursday night.<\/p>\n

Watched a movie in bed Friday.<\/p>\n

He had kissed me goodbye that very morning.<\/p>\n

Apparently, my marriage had ended without anyone bothering to tell me.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe can still be good parents to Mason,\u201d Tyler said.<\/p>\n

Our son heard his name.<\/p>\n

He looked up.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re leaving us?\u201d<\/p>\n

Tyler stepped toward him.<\/p>\n

\u201cMason\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

My son backed away.<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t touch me.\u201d<\/p>\n

Tyler froze.<\/p>\n

That was when I knew we had to leave.<\/p>\n

I picked up our bags.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019re going home.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPlease let me explain things to him.\u201d<\/p>\n

I looked at Tyler.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou already did.\u201d<\/p>\n

I took Mason downstairs and bought him ice cream because I had absolutely no idea what else to do.<\/p>\n

He managed three bites.<\/p>\n

Then he looked at me.<\/p>\n

\u201cDoes Dad love her more than us?\u201d<\/p>\n

My heart nearly broke.<\/p>\n

Instead, I kept my voice steady.<\/p>\n

\u201cDad loving someone else doesn\u2019t mean he stopped loving you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat about you?\u201d<\/p>\n

I refused to lie.<\/p>\n

\u201cI think your dad made choices that hurt me very badly.\u201d<\/p>\n

His lip trembled.<\/p>\n

\u201cAre we still a family?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe will always be a family.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFamilies can change and still be families.\u201d<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t know where those words came from.<\/p>\n

At the time, I barely believed them myself.<\/p>\n

We flew home that evening.<\/p>\n

The next morning, I called my lawyer.<\/p>\n

Denise listened without interrupting.<\/p>\n

Then she told me something important.<\/p>\n

Tyler\u2019s affair itself would not automatically determine custody or how our assets were divided.<\/p>\n

What mattered were things like marital spending, parenting history, financial records, assets, and anything affecting Mason\u2019s welfare.<\/p>\n

\u201cDocument everything,\u201d she told me. \u201cDon\u2019t delete anything, and don\u2019t access accounts you aren\u2019t legally entitled to access.\u201d<\/p>\n

So I didn\u2019t hack Tyler\u2019s private accounts.<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t need to.<\/p>\n

We had a desktop computer Tyler regularly used at home.<\/p>\n

He had left his airline email and personal messages synced to it.<\/p>\n

Apparently, once someone decides their marriage is already over, they start getting careless.<\/p>\n

I found months of messages.<\/p>\n

Hotel reservations.<\/p>\n

Restaurant charges.<\/p>\n

Photographs.<\/p>\n

Conversations about Laila\u2019s pregnancy.<\/p>\n

Even a copy of the prenatal paternity test they had taken after she became pregnant.<\/p>\n

I sent everything I was legally allowed to access to Denise.<\/p>\n

Two days later, Tyler came home while Mason was at school.<\/p>\n

He packed two suitcases.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m staying with Laila for now.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stood in the bedroom doorway.<\/p>\n

\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n

He looked surprised.<\/p>\n

Maybe he expected tears.<\/p>\n

Begging.<\/p>\n

A fight.<\/p>\n

I gave him none of those things.<\/p>\n

Instead, I asked one question.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhen are you going to have an actual conversation with Mason?\u201d<\/p>\n

Tyler looked down.<\/p>\n

\u201cI haven\u2019t figured that part out yet.\u201d<\/p>\n

That answer told me more about him than the affair did.<\/p>\n

Our divorce took nearly nine months.<\/p>\n

It was exhausting.<\/p>\n

Emails.<\/p>\n

Financial disclosures.<\/p>\n

Property appraisals.<\/p>\n

Mediation.<\/p>\n

Legal bills.<\/p>\n

Arguments about schedules.<\/p>\n

We sold our house because neither of us could comfortably afford to buy out the other\u2019s share.<\/p>\n

The equity was divided according to our settlement.<\/p>\n

Our savings and other marital assets were divided too.<\/strong><\/h1>\n

At first, I worried about money.<\/p>\n

I wasn\u2019t traditionally employed.<\/p>\n

I was an artist.<\/p>\n

For years, people had treated that like a hobby simply because I worked from home.<\/p>\n

It wasn\u2019t.<\/p>\n

I sold original paintings.<\/p>\n

Accepted commissions.<\/p>\n

Licensed several designs.<\/p>\n

And quietly saved and invested part of everything I earned.<\/p>\n

I wasn\u2019t wealthy.<\/p>\n

But I wasn\u2019t helpless either.<\/p>\n

Mason lived primarily with me.<\/p>\n

Tyler received regular parenting time, including overnight visits once Mason became comfortable enough.<\/p>\n

I never tried to keep them apart.<\/p>\n

Mason loved his father.<\/p>\n

He was also furious with him.<\/p>\n

Both things could be true.<\/p>\n

So I learned how to be civil.<\/p>\n

Laila and I will never be friends.<\/p>\n

I doubt we\u2019ll ever like each other.<\/p>\n

But she became part of Mason\u2019s life because his father chose to build a future with her.<\/p>\n

And because Mason now had a half-sibling.<\/p>\n

I refused to make my son carry adult resentment on my behalf.<\/p>\n

A few months after the divorce became final, Mason and I moved into a three-bedroom apartment.<\/p>\n

His room was the first one we finished.<\/p>\n

The second became mine.<\/p>\n

And the third became something I had wanted for years.<\/p>\n

A real art studio.<\/p>\n

Not a corner of the dining room.<\/p>\n

Not canvases hidden behind the couch.<\/p>\n

A real room.<\/p>\n

<\/div>\n

Shelves for my paints.<\/p>\n

A large worktable.<\/p>\n

Good lighting.<\/p>\n

A door I could close.<\/p>\n

The first night after I finished setting it up, I stood in the middle of that room and cried.<\/p>\n

Not because I missed Tyler.<\/p>\n

I cried because I finally understood how much of myself I had folded into our marriage without noticing.<\/p>\n

Tyler hadn\u2019t simply cheated on me.<\/p>\n

He had built an entirely new future before finding the courage to end the one he already had.<\/p>\n

And somehow, he had expected me to quietly step aside and accept it.<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t hate him anymore.<\/p>\n

Most days, I don\u2019t feel strongly enough about him to hate him.<\/p>\n

Mason is doing better.<\/p>\n

He still asks questions.<\/p>\n

Sometimes difficult ones.<\/p>\n

Sometimes questions I don\u2019t know how to answer.<\/strong><\/h1>\n

I tell him what I can.<\/p>\n

Tyler and I communicate mostly about school.<\/p>\n

Doctor appointments.<\/p>\n

Activities.<\/p>\n

Pickup times.<\/p>\n

Boring things.<\/p>\n

I\u2019ve learned to appreciate boring.<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t know whether Tyler and Laila will last.<\/p>\n

I genuinely don\u2019t care.<\/p>\n

A relationship that began with lies is theirs to manage.<\/p>\n

My responsibility was rebuilding the life that disappeared somewhere over 30,000 feet.<\/p>\n

And I did.<\/p>\n

Not perfectly.<\/p>\n

But enough.<\/p>\n

The drawing Mason made for Tyler is still inside my desk.<\/p>\n

He never gave it to him.<\/p>\n

Once, I asked if he wanted to throw it away.<\/p>\n

He shook his head.<\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe I\u2019ll give it to him someday.\u201d<\/p>\n

So I kept it.<\/p>\n

I think that\u2019s where both of us are now.<\/p>\n

We aren\u2019t pretending nothing happened.<\/p>\n

We aren\u2019t pretending it didn\u2019t hurt.<\/p>\n

We\u2019re simply leaving a little room for someday.<\/p>\n

Whatever someday eventually means.<\/p>\n

But there is one thing I know for certain.<\/p>\n

Mason and I are going to be okay.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I spent the entire morning trying to make sure my husband wouldn\u2019t notice us at the airport. My seven-year-old son and I had secretly bought tickets on one of his flights because Mason wanted nothing more than to surprise his dad after we landed. Everything was going perfectly. Until Tyler made an announcement over the…<\/p>\n

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