Diary of a Widower

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

I’m doing a great job, he says

THURSDAY, July 29 – It’s five-thirty in the morning when my father-in-law walks into the dining room where I’m sitting at the table, writing in my diary.

He puts his arm around me and says: ‘I want you to know that we’re behind you one hundred percent. We love you and your boys. We want you to know that you’re a wonderful father and you’re doing a great job.’

‘Thank you,’ I say. He leaves the room, this man of few words. He can scarcely talk about his daughter. And then this, however brief. Tears are rolling down my cheeks.

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