Diary of a Widower

Daily entries by a husband, who stayed behind with his two sons

Just wanting to be alone

SUNDAY, May 16 – We all have a right to our shitty moments. Today it was Eamonn ‘s turn. After a fun morning together at IKEA where we had bought a desk for him, he’d had a great afternoon with his best friend. But, then, someone suddenly snuffed out the candle.

I found him lying on my bed, in voluntary solitude, for which he apologizes later that evening.

‘I didn’t even want to be with you, Papa.’

But there’s nothing wrong with that.

‘I was afraid you’d be hurt.’

Absolutely not. I have moments like that, too, when all I want is to be alone.

‘Really?’

Yes, really. Problem solved.

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