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Four Years after My Husband Went Missing, a Dog Brought Me the Jacket He Was Wearing on the Day He Disappeared

. al · November 25, 2024 · 0 Comment

Four years after my husband Jason disappeared during a solo hike, I had come to terms with his loss. He’d been battling depression for months before that day, when he left, saying he needed time alone with our dog, Scout. He promised to return, but never did.

At first, I thought he’d gotten lost, or worse, hurt. Search teams combed the mountains, and our friends helped look, but days turned to weeks without any sign of him. Slowly, they began to assume the worst. They declared him legally dead months later. Life had to go on, but it felt empty without him.

Over time, I kept his memory alive for our kids. His boots still sat by the door, and I’d tell them stories about him. I’d even let myself remember late at night, wondering if I could’ve done something to change that day.

Then, one Saturday, Scout reappeared. Thin and dirty, he was carrying Jason’s old jacket. I followed the dog into the forest, my heart racing with hope and fear.

The journey led me to a hidden cabin, where I found Jason—alive, wild, and living with another woman. His words shattered me. He’d chosen freedom over his family, and in that moment, I knew I had to move on. Jason was gone, and it was time for me to choose a new path for my children and myself.