
My husband doesn’t do things for himself.
Not in dramatic ways. Not in ways that invite conversation.
- He doesn’t travel alone unless its for business.
- He doesn’t make plans that don’t include family.
- At restaurants, he orders nothing — he eats whatever our son doesn’t finish, like that was always the arrangement.
For a long time, I thought this was simply who he was.
A preference. A form of devotion. And maybe it still is.
But recently, something made me pause and look at it differently.
After years of gentle encouragement from me, he briefly considered taking a trip with his brother.
Just a few days away. Just something that belonged to him.
I felt an unexpected happiness — not because I wanted space, but because it felt like watching someone remember that they are allowed to exist outside their roles.
What followed wasn’t resistance or argument.
It was reflection. Questions surfaced — the kind that come from care, not control.
- What would our child feel?
- How would he experience the absence?
- What does it mean for a parent to step away, even briefly, for something that doesn’t include the child?
And in sitting with those questions, I realized something important.
- My child doesn’t ask why adults don’t go away for themselves.
- He doesn’t wonder why parents don’t have separate lives.
- He assumes this is adulthood.
- That adults are always present.
- That parents are always available.
- That joy is something you postpone — not something you choose.
Not because we told him this. But because we showed him.
Children don’t learn boundaries through explanation.
They learn them through observation. From who leaves. From who stays.From whose needs are visible — and whose quietly disappear.
What stayed with me wasn’t fear of how my child would feel if his father left for a few days. Children are far more resilient than we give them credit for. What stayed with me was the opposite question:
- What does a child learn when adults never choose themselves?
- When love always looks like presence.
- When devotion always looks like sacrifice.
- When adulthood looks like endless availability.
We often say we want our children to grow into whole, confident adults.
But wholeness has to be modeled.
Not through grand gestures. Through small permissions. Through seeing that love and individuality can coexist. That care doesn’t require disappearance. That choosing yourself doesn’t mean choosing against your child.
I don’t have a conclusion here. The trip may or may not happen. But the awareness has already arrived.
And sometimes, that’s where change begins — not in decisions, but in noticing the stories we’re passing down without meaning to.
~ Ashmita, learning that presence matters — and so does showing children that adults don’t have to vanish to love deeply.
#parenting #reflections #unscriptedencounters #ashmitawrites #emotionalintelligence #adulthood
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