I thought it was best.”
His words left me frozen. There had been more he was shielding me from, things that, had I known, might have crushed me completely. As he told me about the hidden struggles my husband had faced—battles he’d fought in silence, so I wouldn’t carry the burden of knowing—I realized that this wasn’t just about grief.
It was about love. He had kept his distance to protect me, not from his pain, but from something much deeper, something I wasn’t ready to face.
