A Year after Son’s Death, Young Woman with a Baby Shows up on Grieving Mom’s Doorstep – Story of the Day

After her son’s death, Marissa lost hope that she would be happy again until Nicole knocked on her door. The young woman held a baby in her arms and shocked Marissa after revealing why she had come.

Marissa was in her kitchen, looking through one of her many photo albums and thinking about life. She leafed through each page slowly and sighed deeply, focusing on each photograph of her son, Cody. It had been a year since his passing in a tragic car accident. But she still wasn’t over it. She no longer cried at the sight of these pictures, but the pain was extremely tough.

“I don’t think I’ll ever recover from this,” Marissa whispered out loud, rubbing her chin with one hand and turning the album page with the other.

Marissa was at home when she heard someone knocking. | Source: Shutterstock

Marissa was at home when she heard someone knocking. | Source: Shutterstock

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. She wasn’t expecting anyone this early in the morning. Regardless, she closed the album, got up from her kitchen table, and walked towards the door. It was probably one of her neighbors coming to borrow something. Everyone was friendly in Tallahassee, Florida.

But when Marissa opened the door, a young woman was standing outside. She was rocking a bundled up baby in her arms and appeared impatient. “Hello? How can I help you?” the older woman asked, puzzled.

“Hmm, is Cody Masterson here? I’m looking for him,” the young woman replied. Marissa flinched at hearing someone else say her son’s name and took a moment to collect herself before answering.

“I’m sorry. He doesn’t live here anymore,” she mumbled quietly, looking at her visitor with a pained expression, although the young woman didn’t notice.

A strange woman with a baby in her arms asked about Cody. | Source: Pexels

A strange woman with a baby in her arms asked about Cody. | Source: Pexels

“Please, I beg you. Can you tell me where he lives? I need to find him. It’s crucial,” she insisted while the baby in her arms stirred. She tried to calm him, but the child was probably hungry.

“Why don’t you come in for a second? I’m Marissa. You can feed your baby comfortably inside, and we can talk,” Marissa piped up and opened the door further, inviting the woman inside.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to trouble you. But yes, Leo needs to eat. Thank you,” she accepted and made her way inside.

Marissa told her to sit on the living room...