As we ate, I noticed that she was no longer smiling. I sensed that something was wrong. There was a break in the silence when she whispered, “Mom where is my dad? Do you think he is thinking about me today? Do you think he cares if I have everything I need to start this school year? My heart sank as she continued to ask me questions without allowing me to answer. Mom, do you think he realizes how hard you work to give me what I need and want? What I really want to know, mom, does my daddy love me? I fought back my tears knowing that these were valid questions of which I could not answer.