I couldn’t explain why my kid began sketching our family without her father.
My daughter, who is five years old, enjoys drawing. My mother called me one day, concerned, and wanted to know how things were doing in our family. She clarified that my daughter, who loved her father and used to talk about him all the time, had recently changed her perspective on him.
She did, in fact, omit her father from her drawing of our family. She didn’t respond when my mother inquired why.
That very evening, I proposed that we get together in order to comprehend what was happening. I suggested that we draw our family before we started, and she accepted. I thought it would be appropriate to question her about why she didn’t draw her father.
“That’s fantastic, we just need to draw Daddy,” I remarked.
“No, I don’t want to draw him,” she said, avoiding eye contact with me.
“But why, honey?” I inquired. The family isn’t complete without Daddy.
I was stunned by what she said after that.
She walked me to the garage and informed me that Daddy had a new family.
She displayed an old scrapbook to me there.
A picture of my husband grinning with a woman and two kids caught my attention inside.
I asked my hubby out of curiosity.
He finally admitted, after a protracted period of silence, that he had been married and had kids prior to meeting me.
He was devastated by the tragedy of one of them dying in an automobile accident.
The other, his kid, lived far away with his grandmother.
None of this he had ever had the guts to tell me.
I was stunned.
After believing for years that I was aware of his past, I recently learned that he had concealed this information from me.
He never wanted to put this weight on me; he carried it alone.
However, this hidden fact hurt me and made me feel betrayed.
