Through Time, No Sea in Sight

Summary

My husband has severe social anxiety and a stutter.

When we went to City Hall to get our marriage license, he was so nervous he couldn’t say “I do.” We became a running joke for the clerks.

When my father had a sudden heart attack, I cried and begged him to call 911, but his stutter was so bad he couldn’t get the address out clearly. He delayed the paramedics past the golden hour of survival.

At my father’s funeral, my relatives all tried to console me.

“He didn’t do it on purpose. It’s an illness. Your father wouldn’t blame him. You two need to move forward and live your lives.”