When Your Husband Forgets His Family for His Hometown
So here I am, sitting in a London airport for what feels like a lifetime, replaying the past few days in my head. My husband, who’s always been a bit homesick for his small Irish village, took my teenage son to visit his parents for a week. It was supposed to be a simple trip—some family bonding, a little nostalgia, and back home in time for Sunday dinner. Instead, I get radio silence from him, the occasional photo from my son, and then—boom—sixty frantic messages. My husband decided, out of nowhere, that he’s staying longer. He dropped our son at the airport alone, didn’t bother to tell me, and now won’t answer my calls.
Is this what loyalty looks like? Or is it just another chapter in the book of emotional blind spots? I’m left juggling work, panic, and a son who’s suddenly more mature than his father. How do you forgive someone for forgetting their responsibilities? Maybe I’ll find the answer before my next layover. ✈️😔
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