🌧 She escaped an abusive marriage with nothing but her kids and a backpack… now she’s safe in a tiny house that feels like heaven.

The night Emma finally left, the rain was coming down in sheets. She clutched her youngest child to her chest while her oldest held her hand tightly, their small backpack slung over her shoulder carrying all they could take — a few clothes, important papers, and the faint hope of a new beginning. For years,…