Dear Eric: My husband died by his own hand more than 20 years ago. We had three kids younger than 15. I was devastated, but I had to keep going to maintain some normalcy for them. I went back to school, got a job, sent kids to college, et cetera.
Then came a bombshell a few years ago. My youngest said I have never been there for her, that I only communicate with her with small talk and that emails are just a place for me to tell her what I’ve been doing. (Isn’t that what emails are for?)