Starting the conversation
I asked if the previous night had stirred anything he wanted to talk about, watching his expression carefully. He paused before saying the evening had felt different, choosing his words with care. I nodded, encouraging him to continue, sensing that he had finally become aware of the emotional distance that had grown between us. He hesitated, studying his hands before looking back at me, and as the silence stretched, I clung to the hope that honesty could help dissolve the unspoken barriers separating us.
Starting The Conversation
Reading his demeanor
His serious tone made me uneasy, yet I stayed present, knowing that difficult conversations often preceded growth. When he admitted he’d been thinking about how we ended up in this place, his voice was quiet but sincere. I reached out and rested my hand on his knee, silently urging him to keep going. In that moment, the weight of our shared uncertainty felt heavy in the room, as though we were standing at a crossroads, aware that whatever came next could reshape the future of our family.
Reading His Demeanor
