A most difficult day. My young architect has split with her long term boyfriend. She has been here most of the day sobbing her heart out, with me trying to offer what comfort I can and trying to explain 'how men think'.
I haven't felt this much out of my depth since I posted my first story. It was so much easier with my daughter, my wife was there, she had two shoulders to cry on.
At least she'd stopped crying when she left, I really don't think there were any more tears left. And she called me a little while ago, as promised, to tell me she'd arrived home safely, but I fear this could continue for some weeks as a reconciliation seems to be out of the question.
I'm thinking of booking the SO on the next flight, not that I mind lending an ear, I feel she needs womanly ears in addition to mine.
I haven't felt this much out of my depth since I posted my first story. It was so much easier with my daughter, my wife was there, she had two shoulders to cry on.
At least she'd stopped crying when she left, I really don't think there were any more tears left. And she called me a little while ago, as promised, to tell me she'd arrived home safely, but I fear this could continue for some weeks as a reconciliation seems to be out of the question.
I'm thinking of booking the SO on the next flight, not that I mind lending an ear, I feel she needs womanly ears in addition to mine.