The Other Woman: An Unlikely Hero

Yes, I’m talking about the other woman. My ex boyfriend’s (and the father of our daughter) girlfriend at the time. I can say from the bottom of my broken heart, without an ounce of sarcasm, that she is my hero. 

In order to help you understand why I consider her my hero, I will have to take you back to the end of July just three years ago. Summer vacation was coming to an end and our daughter (3 1/2 at the time), was finishing up her visit at their house. She was finishing it faster than any of us ever expected.

8 am, 9 missed calls from the police, and I was a complete and utter wreck. I had no idea where my daughter was, where her father was or if she was ok. The voicemail from the police assured me that she was in no physical harm and would be in the care of his girlfriend until I could get ahold of them. That did not mean she was ok to me. My 3 year old baby girl had been through more trauma in the last 12 hours than I can say I’ve been through in my 28 years.

After a disagreement with his girlfriend, there was a domestic dispute, a lot of alcohol consumption, and an attempted suicide. There were a string of text messages back and forth where he threatened his gf and told her he would kill himself. She was terrified to return after the domestic dispute but her gut told her to go back. As she pulled up, there he was. She ran inside to grab scissors, a knife…..anything! To cut him down. I can’t imagine the panic and terror that overwhelmed her mind at this point. 

She was successful and the rest of the details aren’t important. The important part is that she saved my daughter’s father’s life. Against any other feelings she may have been having at that time, she decided that saving a life was priority. What she doesn’t know is that she saved more than one life that night. She saved his, our daughter’s and mine. 

My daughter still has her father today because of her. I will NEVER be able to repay her for her bravery that night. Nor will I be able to thank her for being my hero. She took on the role of mother that night (and many others) when I was unable to be there. In the moments where I sat helpless at home, wondering if our daughter was ok….she was there. I’m sure that wasn’t in the girlfriend agreement. Sure, I could have held onto jealousy, resentment, anger or any of the other emotions that come with break ups. But I am here today to tell you that I LOVE that woman and I will NEVER forget the role she played in our lives. I will one day talk to our daughter about a hero of mine and how I work everyday to be even a sliver as brave as she is. There are some things in life that just totally grab your heart by surprise and take it for a ride unlike any other. This is one of those for me. My heart explodes with thankfulness each time I replay that night in my head. 

The other woman turned out to be an unlikely hero. ❤️

2 thoughts on “The Other Woman: An Unlikely Hero

    1. Thank you Celicia, you are so sweet! I wish I could say I always react like this! Notice it’s been 3 years and I’m just now writing this 😉 My humanness takes over sometimes!! Wish we could have hung out while I was there!


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