My Wife Ended Our 20-Year Marriage in a Single Night — All She Left Behind Was a Bottle of Floor Cleaner and a Note

I pulled her close, kissing the top of her head.

“Just how sometimes the best things in life start with a bottle of floor cleaner.”

She laughed and that warm sound made everything feel right. “Well, your head is pretty shiny today.”

“Perfect for dancing,” I said, pulling her into an impromptu waltz in our kitchen. “You know what makes you different from who you were before?”

“What’s that?”

“You notice things now.

Like how I painted my nails green yesterday.”

I spun her gently. “Mint green. And you missed a spot on your pinky.”

She smiled and I realized that sometimes losing everything is just the universe’s way of making room for something better.

And something real.