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The belief that love alone would keep the house from falling apart, when in truth it needed maintenance and honest conversations.
The enemy here wasn’t Molly or even the secret sessions
I asked my boss if I could move my weekend services. It wasn’t easy, but I arranged to return earlier in the week. I also gave up some administrative tasks. This meant less money, but a greater presence.
Dan, meanwhile, swore he had no more secrets.
Molly agreed to continue seeing us for a few more family sessions.
“We speak. Even if it’s messy. “
We taped Ruby’s drawing of us to the refrigerator. This was not proof of betrayal; it was proof that our daughter was paying attention.
Since then, our Saturdays have become sacred. Sometimes it’s coffee hot chocolate with giant cookies. Sometimes we walk around the neighborhood to admire the Christmas lights.
Sometimes we stay home in our pajamas and make pancakes.
But we do it together.
One evening, Dan and I were talking.
“Why the red dress? “, I asked him. “In Ruby’s drawing. “
Dan smiled weakly. “She wore it once, on Halloween. Ruby loved it
It made me laugh.
Dan smiled weakly.
