On the first morning after the call
She told her three kids that dad was 'away for a while and would call tonight.' What she did not say outloud — what she only let herself feel in the shower — was that she had not slept in four nights and could not make herself eat. The kids ate breakfast. That was enough for one morning.
Three weeks in, when the kids stopped asking
He kept the bedtime routine identical. Bath, book, light out, same as before. His nine-year-old had not said the word 'dad' in nine days. One night she asked, quietly, if dad was ever coming home. He said, 'I don't know yet, but he is thinking about you every day.' She went to sleep. The question came back the next week. He answered it the same way.
Six months in, learning to live again
She had turned down every dinner invitation for months. A friend finally said, 'You can go and still love him. They are not the same thing.' She went. She stayed for two hours. She did not feel like she had abandoned anyone. She started going again on Tuesdays.