He mourns too

Tonight in the midst of realizing my pure joy in seeing my daughters, I noticed something else.  A sadness, a shuttered gaze, an almost desolate stance from my husband.  And I knew clearly for the first time, that no matter whether what he has done, he still mourns.  He mourns for our family, his lost time with his children, his lost time spent in a home with them.  He mourns too.