It is difficult to explain everything to you, but you must understand that I did not leave you and Maya. I left your mother. For some time the two of us could not agree about many things, and our marriage gradually fell apart. One day I will be able to tell you and Maya about all this, but right now both of you are too small to understand everything that happens between grownups. Being a grownup is not easy. There are many things that you must do, and from time to time you fail to do some of them well.

It may be that in my actions I am influenced by my childhood, as you suggest, but it is not true that I left your mother because my own mother and your grandmother cooks for me, cleans for me, and takes care of me better than your mother did. Again, your mother and I could not find a way to live together. I am happy that my mother can still do many things around the house, but I also help her in many ways. I do it gladly, too. She is quite old, and she needs me quite often. The older she gets, the more I will need to help her from day to day.

I do not wish us to live apart, but I also do not wish us to live in pain. Your mother and I did our best to make things better; however, we appear to have failed. Our best was not good enough. But, there is still some small chance that your mother and I will find a way to live together. That is not very likely, but it is not impossible. Please remember that.