Questions arise
Even my eldest, usually so focused, seemed distant, almost as if they sensed a shift in the family dynamic. “
Is there something you’re not telling us?” they asked plainly, catching me mid-sentence. The younger kids, too, began reminiscing about their mother, asking questions that had been left unanswered for too long.
I realized I couldn’t delay the conversation any longer. The children needed clarity, and it was up to me to provide it.
