Today marks one week since our lives changed forever and things haven’t been easy for us. When something as impactful as a parent moving out happens, there’s a ripple effect.

I think considering everything that’s going on, the kids are doing okay. They’re each dealing in their own way and the only one who’s not phased either way is Gavin.

Emmett is struggling, as is Elliott. They do so in different ways. Emmett won’t sleep in his bed right now and glues himself to me at night. I’ve told him that we need to work on getting him back in his own bed but if for right now he needs this, it’s absolutely okay.

Elliott just kinda shuts down and pretends like everything is okay. It’s pretty obvious that he’s not okay but I’m not pushing him to talk right now. I keep reminding him that I’m here for him no matter what and if he needs to talk, all he has to do is open his mouth and let the words flow.

Both of the boys will be getting extensive time with Dr. Pattie and whatever help they need to get through this.

As for me, I’m a mixed bag. I’m absolutely heartbroken and I desperately miss my wife, but I’m also seeing a bright future ahead of us. There are times when I sneak away and cry because the pain is too great. The kids know this is hard on me as well, but I try very hard to keep things upbeat and moving forward.

I just need to get through this week and get the boys started into the new school year. I will then turn my attention to finalizing the split. I need this to be over so I can put it behind me as best I can. This is such a painful time in my life and I can’t imagine what it’s like for the kids. As an adult, I’m barely managing at times.

Anyway, it’s one day at a time and one foot in front of the other.