Fifteen years ago, my wife, Lisa, kissed our newborn son and left to buy diapers. But she never returned. Last week, I saw her alive and well in a supermarket. What happened next was something I’ll never forget.
I had spent the past 15 years searching for closure, raising my son Noah, and trying to make sense of Lisa’s disappearance. But nothing prepared me for the moment I saw her again.
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At first, I thought I was dreaming. But after observing for a few minutes, I knew it was her. She was older and looked different, but her gestures were still the same.
Before I share what happened next, let me take you back to when she suddenly disappeared.
It’s hard to describe what it feels like to lose someone without an explanation. One moment, they’re part of your life, and the next, they’re just gone.
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Fifteen years ago, Lisa kissed our newborn son, Noah, on the forehead, grabbed her purse, and told me she was heading out to buy diapers. She didn’t take her phone. She didn’t leave a note. She just vanished.
At first, I thought maybe something she got into an accident. I drove toward the supermarket and looked for her on my way. I even checked the dark alleys, but no sign of her.
When I couldn’t find anything, I called the police.
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I was hopeful when they began their investigation, but those feelings were replaced by sadness when the police told me there were no leads.
Her phone was off, and her bank accounts were untouched.
Eventually, the police stopped investigating, concluding she might have run away or met with some tragic fate.
They even suggested I move on, but how could I?
Lisa wasn’t just my wife. She was my best friend. I couldn’t reconcile the loving woman I knew with someone who would abandon her family.
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As a result, I cycled through every possibility. Maybe she was in trouble and couldn’t come back. Maybe she had run off with someone else.
But none of it made sense.
For years, I lived in a fog of anger and grief. I’d stay up at night, wondering where she was and why she left. Did she think I wasn’t good enough? Did she think Noah and I weren’t worth staying for?
On bad nights, I convinced myself she had died, and on worse nights, I hated her for leaving.
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But life doesn’t stop because you’re heartbroken, does it?
Back then, Noah needed me, and I had to pull myself together for his sake. It was difficult, but with my mother’s support, I learned how to change diapers and feed my baby. I even found the right way to make him burp.
As he grew up, I became a pro at packing lunches and was always there to help with homework. I became a father and a mother to him, balancing a full-time job with the demands of raising a child.
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Now, Noah is 15, tall, and lanky with a crooked grin that reminds me so much of Lisa. He’s the light of my life and the reason I keep going, even on days when I miss Lisa the most.
There were times when I imagined her walking back through the door, apologizing to me for being so late. It took me years to accept that my wife was never coming back. She was either dead or gone forever.
But that all changed when I saw her in the supermarket last week.
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I was in the frozen food aisle, deciding between two brands of waffles, when I saw her. At first, I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me.
The woman scanning a bag of frozen peas down the aisle looked exactly like Lisa. But that was impossible… wasn’t it?
I froze, staring at her like I’d just seen a ghost.
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Her hair was shorter, and a few strands of gray framed her face, but it was her. The way she stood and tilted her head to read the label was so familiar.
My heart skipped a beat as I realized what was happening.
Could it really be Lisa?
I doubted myself at first. Maybe I wanted to see her so badly that my mind was playing cruel tricks on me.
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So, I pushed my cart further down the aisle to get a closer look. That’s when she turned slightly and I saw her face fully.
It was her, and there was no mistaking it now.
I quickly abandoned my cart and walked toward her. I stood behind her and took a deep breath.
“Lisa?” I called out her name for the first time in years.
She paused for a moment and then turned around. At first, she just stared at me. Then, as recognition set in, her eyes widened in shock.
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“Bryan?” she whispered.
I couldn’t believe it was her.
After all these years, she was alive, standing right in front of me as if she’d never left. My mind raced with questions as I looked at her from head to toe.
“Lisa, what’s going on?” I finally managed to speak. “Why are you here? Where have you been all this time?”
Her lips parted as if she was about to say something, but she hesitated. She glanced around the aisle, clearly nervous.
“Bryan… I can explain,” she began. “But first, you have to forgive me.”
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I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Forgive her? For disappearing without a trace? For leaving me to raise our son alone?
“Forgive you?” I repeated. “Lisa, do you even realize what you’re asking? Do you know what these last 15 years have been like for me? For Noah?”
She looked down at the floor, avoiding my gaze. “I know. I know I hurt you both. But please, let me explain.”
“Explain,” I said sharply. “Now.”
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She took a deep breath and looked around nervously. “Not here,” she said softly, gesturing toward the front of the store. “Follow me.”
She led me to the parking lot, where a sleek black SUV was parked. It looked expensive, a far cry from the modest life we once shared.
Once we reached her car, she turned to face me, her eyes glistening with tears.
“I didn’t mean to hurt you,” she began. “I… I just couldn’t handle it.”
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“Handle what?” I snapped, my patience wearing thin. “Being a mother? Being a wife? Living the life we built together?”
“It wasn’t you, Bryan,” she cried. “It was me. I was scared. Scared of being a mother, of living paycheck to paycheck, of never giving Noah the life he deserved. I felt like I was drowning.”
“So, you thought the best solution was to abandon us?” I asked, my voice rising. “Do you have any idea what you put us through?”
Tears streamed down her face as she nodded.
“I know, and I hate myself for it. I thought I was doing the right thing. I told myself I’d come back when I had something to give.”
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“Where were you all these years?” I asked.
“I went to Europe,” she replied, unable to meet my gaze. “My parents helped me get away. They didn’t tell you because they thought you were holding me back. They never approved of our marriage. They didn’t like you.”
That’s when I started connecting the dots. Her parents barely helped me look after Noah after she left. They didn’t even keep in touch for long.
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“I changed my name, went back to school, and built a career,” she continued, her voice shaking. “I’m a business consultant now, and I returned to this town because I wanted to see you and Noah. I had no idea I’d bump into you at the supermarket. I—”
“You wanted to see us?” I repeated. “Really, Lisa? You think you can fix everything by returning to our lives?”
“I have the money Noah needs to live a fulfilled life, Bryan. I’ve got enough to give him everything he deserves.”
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I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe Lisa thought she could just waltz back into our lives with a bag of cash and a guilty conscience.
“You thought your money would fix everything?” I asked.
“No, I didn’t think it would fix everything, but I had to try. Please, Bryan. At least let me see Noah.”
“No,” I said firmly, stepping back. “You don’t get to disrupt his life after 15 years. You don’t get to rewrite the past because you finally decided to grow a conscience.”
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Her tears fell freely now, but I didn’t care. All I could think about were the nights I stayed up with a crying baby, the years I struggled to make ends meet, and the countless times Noah asked why his mother wasn’t there.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “I didn’t know what else to do.”
“Well, I do,” I said, my voice cold. “Noah and I have moved on. We don’t need you anymore, Lisa.”
Without another word, I turned and walked away.
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She kept begging me to stop, but I was done. I couldn’t let her enter our lives and destroy everything.
Do you think I did the right thing? What would you have done if you were in my place?
Lucie Arnaz is proud of her ‘15,695 days’ marriage and ‘5 kids’ – she survived famous parents’ horrible divorce
Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz are perhaps one of the most famous couples in television history. Their romance continued off-screen as well. Their marriage was famously tumultuous, and no one knows that better than their daughter Lucie Arnaz.
Keep reading to know more about their daughter and how her life turned out over the years.
Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz were perhaps the most beloved couple on American television at one time. Their show I Love Lucy depicted them as the Ricardos, a middle-class couple that were the ideal nuclear family.
The show had six seasons and ran from 1951 to 1957. It followed Lucille as Lucy Ricardo, a housewife who always gets into hilarious situations. While the couple seemed perfect in their on-screen depiction, in real life, their relationship was quite volatile.
The former Broadway star and the Cuban bandleader met while filming Too Many Girls. Their whirlwind six-month romance led to an elopement and marriage in November 1940.
After over a decade of their marriage, the couple became parents to daughter Lucie Arnaz, born on July 17, 1951. Two years after that, on January 19, 1953, they became parents to their second child, their son Desi Arnaz Jr.
The two children joined their parents in the family business of acting. They starred alongside their mother in the spin-off shows for I Love Lucy. Then in May 1961, after nearly two decades together, the couple filed for divorce.
It took years for Lucie Arnaz to open up about the reality of her parents’ marriage and their subsequent divorce. She revealed in a 2018 interview how “They were fighting all the time when we were growing up. There was a lot of anger and screaming.”
She lamented at her childhood where she had to deal with so many issues, she said, “Their divorce was horrible. And then there was the alcoholism. I had preferred those things had never been there. We didn’t have any abuse, but we did go through some pretty hard stuff, and that’s why my parents didn’t stay together. “
Lucille felt the split even more than perhaps her husband because she felt she had shattered the perception the American public had of her. She remarried soon after to comedian Gary Morton.
In her early twenties in 1971, Lucie Arnaz tied the knot to “The Doctors” actor Philip Vandervort Menegaux. The marriage ended in divorce five years later
But the younger Arnaz’s second try at marriage was much more lasting. She met and married actor and writer Laurence Luckinbill. Now the couple has been together for over four decades.
On June 22, 2023, Lucie celebrated her 43rd wedding anniversary with Luckinbill. She took to Instagram to remember the day many decades ago that she was last single on an apple farm in the coastal city of Kingston, New York.
Their friends and family arrived at the venue in a “big yellow school bus.” She was wearing a “lovely cream crocheted gown” as her father walked her down the aisle. She continued in her post, “…[I] vowed to love Laurence Luckinbill till death us do part. 15,695 days, 5 kids, and three grandchildren later, I am proud to still say,’‘ I do.’”
The Murder, She Wrote actress is still very much in love with her husband. She dedicated a sweet post to him on his 88th birthday late last year in November 2022. She posted a picture of him and wrote how he was “kind, talented, adorable, wise, [and] sexy.”
Luckinbill had two children from a previous marriage; Nicholas Luckinbill and Benjamin Luckinbill. And him and Lucie had three more children together; two sons and a daughter.
Their first child together Simon Thomas Luckinbill was born in December 1980, Joseph Henry Luckinbill was born on New Year’s Eve 1982, and their daughter Katharine Desirée Luckinbill was born on January 11, 1985.
Lucie Arnaz and her husband live in Palm Springs, and their family lives nearby. These days the actress wears her hair in a short pixie cut and spends her time with her beloved grandchildren.
On Grandparents Day in 2019, Arnaz joked about hitting the “jackpot” when the couple welcomed their first two grandchildren just four weeks apart from one another. Since then, they have welcomed many more grandchildren to their brood.
Lucie has been a second-generation actor. She was only 11 years old when she starred alongside her mother in The Lucy Show at 11 opposite her mother, which they then followed up with Here’s Lucy.
She also played the main character in the television movie Who Is the Black Dahlia? and also led in the short-lived comedy The Lucie Arnaz Show in 1985 as psychologist Dr. Jane Lucas.
She has played other roles in guest starring parts in shows such as, Marcus Welby, M.D., Murder, She Wrote, Fantasy Island, Law & Order, and the reboot of Will & Grace.
She has also been credited as a producer in three stories related to her parents. Lucy and Desi: A Home Movie, I Love Lucy’s 50th Anniversary Special, and Being the Ricardos. She also produced the 2003 documentary The Desilu Story.
In June 2023 she revealed that she will be doing an encore of her cabaret act titled I Got The Job! Songs From My Musical Past, at 54 Below in New York City. She had performed the show before the pandemic to a sold-out crowd.
While Lucie is very public about her life, her little brother Desi Arnaz Jr. is quite private about his. When Lucille Ball was pregnant with Arnaz Jr, her pregnancy was written into the show. And as fate would have it, she gave birth to him the same day the episode aired in which her character gave birth to ‘Little Ricky.’
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