Right on cue, Hugo walks into the room to ask if I need help prepping Hannah for bed. I tell him I want to talk. And while Hannah is deep into her MySims game, I finally talk to him, from my heart, with utter sincerity.
At the beginning he’s not all that receptive. He still wants to leave the blinds and the cover on everything that hurts. But I won’t let him, not anymore.
And finally he accepts my sincerity; and he accepts to speak, too. I listen, and I do my best to ease his pain.
And this is the beginning of our healing.
The Stewarts Family (and other shenanigans) 