Hi everyone, Hannah here. This is a difficult story to share, but I feel like I need to. I’m a 38-year-old mom of two amazing kids (seven and five), and I’ve been married to my husband, Luke, for nearly a decade. We’ve had our share of challenges, like any couple. But something that happened on our recent trip to Mexico shocked me.
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Imagine this: we’re in Mexico, surrounded by stunning beaches and gorgeous weather. I was so excited about this trip. I had planned everything meticulously because, let’s face it, as a mom, I rarely get a break.
This was supposed to be our time to reconnect, relax, and just enjoy each other’s company. But right from the start, Luke was acting weird. Every time I asked him to take a photo of me or with me, he’d brush it off.
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“I’m not in the mood,” he’d say, or “Can we do it later?” At first, I didn’t think much of it. Maybe he was just tired from the travel, right? But then it kept happening.
We were on this beautiful beach, and I was wearing this new dress I bought just for the trip. I felt good about myself, which is rare these days after two kids and all. I asked Luke, “Can you take a picture of me with the sunset?”
He sighed and muttered, “Not now, Hannah.”
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I frowned, feeling a bit hurt. “Why not? It’ll just take a second.”
“I said I’m not in the mood,” he snapped, turning away.
That stung. I mean, we’re on vacation, and he can’t take a moment to snap a photo? I felt embarrassed and confused.
Throughout the trip, I noticed him being extra protective of his phone. He’d hide the screen whenever I walked by and took it with him even to the bathroom. My gut told me something was off, but I tried to ignore it.
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One afternoon, Luke was in the shower, and I saw his phone lying on the bed. My heart pounded as I picked it up. I know it’s wrong to invade someone’s privacy, but I had to know. I quickly unlocked his phone and opened his recent messages.
There it was, a group chat with his friends. And what I read made my blood run cold. He had written, “Imagine, guys, at her weight, she still wants me to take pictures of her! Where would she even fit in the photo? She hasn’t been the same since giving birth.”
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Tears welled up in my eyes, and I felt like I couldn’t breathe. This was the man I loved, the father of my children, saying such cruel things behind my back. I thought we were partners, that he loved me for who I am, but here he was, mocking me to his friends.
I put his phone back and sat there in shock. How could he? I felt devastated and betrayed. Our marriage was far from perfect, but I never imagined he thought so little of me. I cried quietly, not wanting the kids to hear.
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After some time, my tears dried up, and I felt something else: anger. I wasn’t going to let him get away with this. I needed to do something to show him that his words had consequences. That’s when I had an idea.
I took out my phone and went through the photos I had taken myself during the trip. I selected the best ones and posted them on Facebook with a caption that read, “Looking for a new vacation partner. Am I really so unattractive that even my husband doesn’t want to take pictures of me?”
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Almost immediately, the post started getting likes and comments. My friends and even some acquaintances chimed in with supportive messages. They praised my photos, calling me beautiful and expressing their shock at Luke’s behavior. I didn’t mention the specifics of what he said, but the message was clear.
When Luke came out of the shower, he noticed my mood had shifted. “Everything okay?” he asked, probably sensing the tension.
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“Just peachy,” I replied, not looking up from my phone. I was still furious and hurt, and I couldn’t bring myself to make eye contact with him.
The next day, I was still reeling from the shock of Luke’s betrayal. I couldn’t shake off the things he had said about me. But then, something happened that added another layer to this already complicated situation.
Just before our trip, I had received news that my uncle, whom I had never met, had passed away and left me a substantial inheritance.
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I had planned to share this news with Luke during our vacation, thinking it would be a joyous surprise. But after discovering what he really thought of me, I decided to keep it to myself.
That morning, word somehow reached Luke through his mother, who had found out about the inheritance. I was in the middle of packing our bags, ready to cut the trip short, when Luke walked in with a bouquet of flowers.
He had this sheepish look on his face, one that I had seen a few times before when he knew he had messed up.
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“Hannah, I’m so sorry for everything,” he started, holding out the flowers. I took them without a word, waiting to hear what he had to say next.
He continued, “I know I’ve been a jerk. I shouldn’t have said those things. But honey, with your new money, you can hire a trainer and lose weight.”
I couldn’t believe my ears. Did he really think an apology would be enough, followed by a suggestion that I use my inheritance to change myself for him? I was overcome with rage and replied, “Maybe I will, but without your advice.”
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The look on his face was priceless. He had expected me to just forgive him and move on. But I was done. I had reached my breaking point. “Luke, I’m divorcing you,” I said, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside me.
His eyes widened, and for a moment, he was speechless. Then, to my surprise, he began to cry. “Please, Hannah, don’t leave me,” he begged. “I’ve already told my friends I was planning to buy a new SUV to go off-roading with them, and now, without your money, all my plans are ruined.”
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I was dumbfounded. It hit me then how little he valued me. It wasn’t about our relationship or our family; it was about what my money could do for him. I looked at him with pity and determination.
“It seems like you love my money more than me. You can find another way to buy your SUV, but you won’t do it with my money or by humiliating me. Goodbye, Luke.”
I walked away from him then, feeling a strange sense of relief coupled with sadness. This wasn’t how I had envisioned my life, but it was time to take control of my happiness.
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I spent the rest of the day making arrangements to return home and start the divorce process. The support from my friends and family continued to pour in. Each comment and message helped me regain my confidence and belief in my own worth.
I realized that I didn’t need someone like Luke to validate my beauty or my value. I was enough, just as I am. I decided to move on with my life, focusing on my kids and myself.
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In the days that followed, I started working out, not because Luke suggested it, but because I wanted to feel healthier and stronger. I took up new hobbies, spent more time with friends, and even considered going back to school.
One day at the mall, I ran into Luke. He startled me with a half-compliment. “Hey! I almost didn’t recognize you, Hannah. You look different. How are you and the kids?”
“We’re both doing great,” I replied, not wanting to continue the conversation.
“Hannah, I’ve been meaning to ask you if…”
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“I’m running late, Luke. I have to be somewhere. Excuse me,” I said before leaving. From the corner of my eye, I saw confusion and pain paint his otherwise calm and confident face.
But that didn’t bother me anymore because I was now free to live my life on my terms and feel comfortable in my skin. Rather than mourning my doomed marriage, I was ready to move forward with strength and self-love.
So, what do you think? Did I handle things correctly or was my reaction a little too overboard? What would you have done differently in my shoes?
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A woman who died and came back to life after 11 minutes has shared what she experienced during that time.
A woman named Charlotte Holmes said she spent 11 minutes in heaven after a near-death experience and shared the amazing things she saw in the afterlife.
In September 2019, Charlotte was at a routine check-up with her heart doctor when her blood pressure suddenly shot up to a dangerous 234/134. The doctors told her she might be having another stroke or a heart attack.
She was taken to the hospital while her husband, Danny, watched helplessly. He recalled the moment he thought he might lose her, saying, “Immediately, they called a code, and everyone rushed in. They started working on her, and I wondered if I would even be able to bring her home.”
As Charlotte’s condition got worse, she began to describe things she could see, like flowers. But when Danny looked around the room and realized there were no flowers, he realized something incredible. “That’s when I knew she was not in this world,” he said.
Charlotte’s heart had stopped, and for the next 11 minutes, she was clinically dead. But during that time, she said she was looking down at her lifeless body while watching doctors and nurses try to bring her back.
“I could smell the most beautiful flowers I’ve ever smelled, and then I heard music,” she remembered. “When I opened my eyes, I knew where I was. I knew I was in heaven.”
Charlotte, who lives in Wichita, Kansas, described being surrounded by incredible beauty in every direction. She watched everything sway in time with the music she could hear.
“I can’t explain what heaven looked like because it’s so much more amazing than we can imagine,” she said. Then, a group of angels led her deeper into the afterlife.
“There’s no fear, just pure joy when the angels are with you,” she continued. “I saw my mom, my dad, my sister, and other family members standing behind them.”
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“I seen saints of old,” the mum explained. “They didn’t look old, they didn’t look sick, none of them wore glasses. They looked like they were in their 30s. Yet it says in the scriptures, ‘we will be known as we were known’.
“I knew them there in their new bodies. They looked wonderful.”
Charlotte then revealed that she saw a toddler, which left her quite confused.
She said: “I can remember thinking, ‘who is this?’ And I heard my heavenly father say to me, ‘It’s your child.’
“I lost that child. I was five-and-a-half months pregnant. I can remember them holding the baby up and saying, ‘Charlotte, it’s a boy’. Then he was gone. So when I seen this toddler, I said, ‘God, how is that possible?’
“He said, ‘They continue to grow in heaven – but there’s no time, it’s eternity’.”
Charlotte then claimed that she was taken to a place that was the complete opposite of the paradise she had just enjoyed.
“God took me to hell, and I looked down and the smell, and the rotten flesh – that’s what it smelled like…and screams,” she explained. “After seeing the beauty of heaven, the contrast to seeing hell is almost unbearable.”
Detailing why she was taken there, Charlotte said: “And he says, ‘I show you this to tell you, if some of them do not change their ways, this is where they shall reside.’ I heard my father say, ‘You have time to go back and share’.”
She then described how she felt herself being ‘drawn back into’ her body, while Danny noticed her eye twitched.
Charlotte – who went on to make a full recovery and was released from hospital after two weeks – said: “I felt the pain, where I hadn’t felt pain, I felt the sorrow.”
Following her near-death experience, she decided to share her incredible story with others.
“People need hope,” Charlotte said. “They want to know that there really is something out there, they want to know that everything’s okay. Heaven is more than you can imagine.
“I can look you square in the eye and tell you for sure, heaven is real.”
According to The Ozark County Times, Charlotte passed away on November 28, 2023, at the age of 72 after suffering a heart attack. She was survived by her husband of 52 years and their daughter Chrystal, as well as her grandchildren.
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