{"id":2891,"date":"2025-10-30T16:26:11","date_gmt":"2025-10-30T16:26:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/?p=2891"},"modified":"2025-10-30T16:26:11","modified_gmt":"2025-10-30T16:26:11","slug":"my-heart-was-pounding-my-husband-had-been-gone-for-3-years-id-completely-written-off-ever-finding-his-phone-widows-discovery-on-late-husbands-phone-sol","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/?p=2891","title":{"rendered":"\u2018My heart was pounding. My husband had been gone for 3 years. I\u2019d completely written off ever finding his phone.\u2019: Widow\u2019s discovery on late husband\u2019s phone solidifies she\u2019s \u2018marrying the right guy\u2019"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u201cWhen Chase died the thing that got me out of bed in the beginning was our 8-month-old son, Jack. He made me push through my toughest days, even when I didn\u2019t think I could do another day of the sorrow and pain.<\/p>\n

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Jack is a clone of his Dad.. .many days I would look at him and wonder what would be different about him if he had his Dad in his life. I would have to quickly remind myself of all of the sweet moments they shared together, even though he will never remember them.<\/p>\n

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One thing Chase was really good at was recording those moments on his phone. In 8 short months he had taken hundreds, if not thousands of pictures and videos of Jack. So, in those first few months, I\u2019d take his phone with me everywhere, because all of our music was on his phone along with all of those precious memories. I had packed his phone when I was heading out to NYC\/Connecticut to go visit my sister and the family I used to nanny for. On my way home, I put his phone in my suitcase (against my better judgement) and when I got home, I couldn\u2019t find it anywhere. I was certain it was stolen\u2026I was sick to my stomach to lose all of those sacred memories.<\/p>\n

Fast forward 3 years\u2026it\u2019s a cold wet winter day and our neighbor stopped by. He said he was headed to the landfill and asked if we\u2019d like him to take the old couch that was sitting outside by my Dad\u2019s shop and get rid of it for us. My Mom jumped at the offer. He said he took all of the cushions off of the couch and shook it and then loaded it on his trailer and hopped on his truck to go. He said when he got in the truck to leave something in his head said, \u2018Tip the couch one more time.\u2019 He thought it was odd, but he got out and tipped the couch up again. This time a phone flew out\u2026he brought it to the door and said, \u2018Do you have any idea whose phone this is?\u2019 Both my Mom and I said we hadn\u2019t lost a phone and didn\u2019t know of anyone else in the family who had. I thought it might belong to someone who has visited us, so I offered to plug it in and see if we could identify the owner. The screen was cloudy with moisture and it looked so damaged. I doubted I\u2019d be able to see much, but said I\u2019d at least try. I plugged it into a charger and went about my business for a couple of hours. When I picked the phone up and glanced at it, I realized it was Chase\u2019s phone.<\/p>\n

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My heart was pounding\u2026My husband had been gone for 3 years and I had completely written off ever finding his phone. As I scrolled through his pictures, what I saw next stopped me dead in my tracks. A few weeks before his death, Chase had gone to a BYU basketball game. He snapped a couple of pictures of the court and there was only one member of the BYU team showing in both pictures. In the first one the player was a barely in the frame. In the second picture the player was fully in frame and it was Nick, my fianc\u00e9e and now Husband. I had always had the feeling that Chase approved of Nick, but this seemed like a message from Heaven that I was on the right path and I was marrying the right guy.<\/p>\n

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On July 6th, I married Nick Emery. My family, Nick\u2019s family, and some of Chase\u2019s family all came together and we celebrated this new chapter in our lives.<\/p>\n

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Even though it was bittersweet for Chase\u2019s family, they were so grateful Nick was so good to Jack and I. They had all had a reassuring feeling that Chase wanted Nick to be the father to his son.<\/p>\n

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April 2nd-9th will never be \u2018easy.\u2019 Reliving those days and thinking back on everything that happened is still pretty painful.<\/p>\n

Even though I\u2019m happily re-married, Chase will always hold a special place in my heart, and he will always be a part of our family. Jack will grow up knowing who his Dad is and how much he loved him. That\u2019s one of my promises I made Chase as he was slowly slipping away, and I will always keep that promise. I tell Jack often that he\u2019s such a lucky boy that he gets two Dad\u2019s that love him.<\/p>\n

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