{"id":2975,"date":"2025-10-31T16:20:20","date_gmt":"2025-10-31T16:20:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/?p=2975"},"modified":"2025-10-31T16:20:20","modified_gmt":"2025-10-31T16:20:20","slug":"my-feelings-for-kyle-began-to-change-shortly-after-we-had-a-little-surprise-i-found-out-i-was-pregnant-woman-remarries-after-losing-husband-to-alleged-drunk-driver","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/?p=2975","title":{"rendered":"\u2018My feelings for Kyle began to change. Shortly after, we had a little surprise. I found out I was pregnant.\u2019: Woman remarries after losing husband to alleged drunk driver"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u201cSeptember 1, 2018, I was so excited to marry the man I couldn\u2019t spend a day without! We\u2019d gone days, months, years without being together as a whole \u2013 it was constant. Today was a sendoff to start our lives together as one. I remember being unbelievably nervous, I\u2019m glad my dad was there to hold me up. I remember thinking, \u2018Why in the world are you so nervous? You\u2019ve known this guy for 9 years!\u2019<\/p>\n

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Everything about that day was amazing, including the motorcycles. We carried a flag behind us as the rest of the bridal party followed. The loud motorcycles rumbled the main street of the hometown both Aaron and I grew up in. As we went through the first dances, the speeches, the cutting of the cake, we danced all night. The stories the next day were endless. Between September 2nd and the 5th we traveled back to California, four on bikes and two in the truck. We stayed on Fremont street the night before the accident. That was the last photo I ever took with Aaron.<\/p>\n

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September 5th, 2018, I remember waking up and feeling exhausted. Earlier I promised Aaron I would ride on the motorcycle with him from Vegas to our home in California. Well I backed out because I was exhausted. He walked me to our friend Kyle\u2019s truck, kissed my forehead and said, \u2018I\u2019ll see you back in California, wifey.\u2019 I said, \u2018Ride safe husband, I love you.\u2019 And those were the last words I ever spoke to him.<\/p>\n

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It was around 3:45 in the afternoon and Kyle got a message on his phone. He called somebody, but didn\u2019t say much and he then put his phone down. He looked at me and said, \u2018We need to turn around. The guys following us need something.\u2019 At that moment, I knew something was wrong. I asked questions and it was almost as if he ignored me.<\/p>\n

We didn\u2019t have enough gas to turn around, so we had to stop. Kyle could tell I was freaking out. He just told me to pick some music to play, and that\u2019s when I opened his phone and saw the message from Dan.<\/p>\n

\u2018Truck is down.\u2019 Truck is the name they called Aaron. The traffic seemed to move slower and slower as we got closer. Kyle looked over and said, \u2018Amber, you need to listen to me. You need to stay in the truck.\u2019 He pulled over into what seemed like a dirt road. I remember looking off into the distance and seeing my husband\u2019s motorcycle on the ground, but my husband wasn\u2019t there. I jumped out of the truck and was immediately greeted by a cop who asked questions I don\u2019t even remember giving them the answer to. The cop stated it was an alleged drunk driver who turned in front of my Aaron.<\/p>\n

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I remember Dan running up to me as I collapsed to the ground. \u2018Aaron was taken to the hospital, but he is alive,\u2019 he told me. I remember leaving the scene and taking the wrong route, putting us back 10 minutes. We did everything we could without breaking the law, even though I really didn\u2019t care. We showed up to the ER where a lady met me. She knew exactly who I was. She grabbed my hand and brought me back into a room. I remember exactly what this hospital looked like, sounded like, even smelled like. All I wanted to know was where my husband was.<\/p>\n

\u2018I can\u2019t tell you anything until the doctor is here to let you know,\u2019 the nurse explained.<\/p>\n

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The doctor came in and sat me down.<\/p>\n

\u2018I\u2019m sorry, your husband didn\u2019t make it. We did everything we could, but\u2026\u2019<\/p>\n

\u2018WHAT?,\u2019 was all I could reply.<\/p>\n

\u2018Your husband is dead,\u2019 he said.<\/p>\n

The world started getting very small. I got up and screamed, \u2018NO! NO! NO!\u2019 The lady tried to grab my arm and I told her not to touch me. I backed into a corner \u2013 there was nowhere else to go. I was living my own nightmare, waiting for someone to wake me up. I just kept staring at the ground following the lines of the tile, crying.<\/p>\n

She asked if I wanted to call my mom. Are you serious, lady? How the hell am I supposed to tell my mom?! We just got married. She\u2019s probably waiting by the phone to see if we made it home safe.<\/p>\n

All I did was ask for Kyle. All I wanted was Kyle.<\/p>\n

\u2018Who is Kyle?,\u2019 she asked.<\/p>\n

\u2018Get Kyle!,\u2019 I screamed.<\/p>\n

They found him and all he did was hold me as I tried hard not to throw myself onto the ground. I looked at him and I asked him if he could call my mom, if he could call Aaron\u2018s family, because I couldn\u2019t do it. I couldn\u2019t speak those words.<\/p>\n

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I remember every single grueling phone call. The wails and moans on the other side of the phone. The doctor came in and asked me if I wanted to see Aaron. I honestly didn\u2019t even know what to say because it wasn\u2019t real to me. I remember them grabbing me on both sides of my arm and walking out into this hallway, people lined up on both sides trying to get into the ER, it was awful. I remember being so mad and selfish, thinking people who had colds and broken arms didn\u2019t need to be there because my husband was dead.<\/p>\n

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It was packed with people yelling, babies crying, people talking, and Aaron was only behind a curtain. I kept looking at the ground as we entered. I just couldn\u2019t look up. I stared at the bottom of the bed and followed it up the blanket he was under, up his side, up his arm \u2013 and my eyes focused on where his wedding ring would be. The wedding ring I placed there just four days prior.<\/p>\n

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\u2018We had to take it off, but I\u2019ll get it for you,\u2019 the lady told me about his wedding ring.<\/p>\n

Kyle took off his dog tags and gave me the chain so that I was able to put his ring on it and wear it around my neck. I followed his arm up to his neck and his face. I tried to brace myself so I didn\u2019t fall, I remember feeling weak. I also remember looking down at the ground and his motorcycle helmet lying there in the corner.<\/p>\n

I sat down next to him and I held his hand and didn\u2019t let go. It felt pale, but I just rested my head on his hand. They finally got Aaron a room to himself so we could be with Aaron as long as we wanted to. As it was getting later and his hand got colder and colder, I knew it was time for me to go. I didn\u2019t want to leave him, walking out of the door was the hardest thing I\u2019ve ever had to do. I had to leave my husband forever.<\/p>\n

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We got a hotel room, Kyle, Dan and I because we didn\u2019t want to drive back. We were exhausted. I was scared so I asked if Kyle could lay next to me. He just sat on the other side of the bed until I fell asleep. My mom and cousin came the next day to be with me for a week. I remember putting my phone down for a good week because I couldn\u2019t deal with how much it was blowing up. Everyone was so kind, everyone reached out from our hometown, from the military.<\/p>\n

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I flew back to Wisconsin for Aaron\u2019s funeral. I pulled into my hometown as they were having a vigil for Aaron. It felt as if the whole town was there, a whole town that came together to honor Aaron. It was beautiful, everyone shared stories, sang songs and shared the silence to honor an amazing man Aaron was. This was the first time I had to come face to face with Aaron\u2019s family\u2026it was incredibly difficult because just as much as I hurt, I wish I could take their pain away. The next day we drove back up to the Minneapolis Airport to bring Aaron home. I remember watching everyone who helped escort Aaron off of the plane. The time it takes from Ashland, Wisconsin, to Minneapolis, Minnesota, is about 4 hours. We had people escorting and following the whole way. Our whole hometown was lined up on both sides of the street awaiting Aaron\u2019s arrival. I remember the flags, tears and cheers that he was safely returned home, but not the way I ever imagined.<\/p>\n

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The next day was the funeral. I didn\u2019t want his funeral to be at our church because we literally just got married there a month prior. Another church was so ever kind and allowed us to have it there. Although it was a blur, it was also something I remember vividly. The blank stare I had as people came up and hugged me, kissed me and said their peace. Shortly after that, we had all gotten together and went to a Veteran Memorial Minnesota Vikings game where we honored him. This is our favorite team and the only other time I came to a game was when he flew home from deployment to surprise me by proposing.<\/p>\n

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A couple days later I then flew to California because it was somewhere so beautiful and somewhere I wasn\u2019t ready to say goodbye to. Shortly after I returned to California, I found out I was pregnant with Aaron. I was scared, but so excited to have a piece of him, a piece that was going to come back into this world because of him. We flew out both of our families and had an amazing memorial. This is where I told them, and both families cried in happiness. We all thought it was time we had some good news! The morning of the Memorial, I found out I miscarried. I remember going through that whole day pretending I was still pregnant so I didn\u2019t have to see the pain on my family\u2019s face anymore. I somehow had to tell my family, all of whom had a glimpse of happiness and hope, that it was too good to be true.<\/p>\n

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This is where my feelings for Kyle began to change. I told Kyle everything. The day I was pregnant and the day I found out I wasn\u2019t, he rushed home and held me like he did the day Aaron passed away. Shortly after I told our families I had a miscarriage, I wanted to go on a trip. I asked Kyle if he wanted to come with me.<\/p>\n

\u2018Where are we going? Let\u2019s go,\u2019 he said.<\/p>\n

We went up to San Diego for the weekend and it was the best weekend. I needed it in so many ways and I will admit, there were feelings that progressed there.<\/p>\n

A couple months later, we explored our relationship on a different level. The biggest concern for me was making sure I wasn\u2019t just acting on my emotions of losing my husband, Aaron. And Kyle\u2019s was to make sure he wasn\u2019t acting on emotions of losing his best friend, Aaron. This wasn\u2019t something that was planned, or expected, or imagined. I remember thinking I was to never love again.<\/p>\n

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We spent every single day together, we explored California together, he took me on motorcycle rides. It was so nice to smile again, it was good to feel happiness again. It was good to feel love again.<\/p>\n

Shortly after we decided to tell people we were together, we had a little surprise of our own. Kyle and I found out I was pregnant, and we are due to have a little girl in September.<\/p>\n

I\u2019ve been through a lot in these 9 months, but one thing I\u2019ve learned is it\u2019s okay to find love again. Embrace it. I deserve to love and to be loved. I am able to love because of the love I have with my late husband. Notice I didn\u2019t say \u2018had\u2019 because I still love my husband and it will never go away. We were put on this earth to live. We are meant to love and to be loved in return. I have found someone who accepts all I\u2019ve you\u2019ve gone through and who loves me through it all. Through the dark days, through the sadness, through the grief. To those who are grieving, find someone who allows you to love your late husband and not feel ashamed or guilty about it.<\/p>\n

I\u2019ll admit, I am grateful because my chapter 2, the man I love, is one of my husband\u2019s best friends, and he loves my husband just as much as I do. He accepts that I had a wonderful love with my late husband. He excepts all of my scars and holds my hand through all of it. Our smiles are real, they are true and they are honest. I know this is Aaron\u2019s way of looking out for me from heaven.\u201d<\/p>\n

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