Hi Dad,
 
I'm sorry for bailing on Sunday. I know you spent time planning that meal. However, I was in shock and probably wouldn't have made great company. Not that I normally do ('The Monosyllable Kid'). Anyway, it was a selfish way to act.
 
To his credit, Tom dealt with the news with remarkable maturity and pragmatism. I took it like a five year-old child. I know I should take a balanced view, to try and see things from both sides, but my overwhelming reaction has been anger towards mum for doing this to you. To my mind, you're much the same man you were ten years ago. If anything, you've become a kinder and more understanding person, particularly since retiring. It's a cruel irony that had you continued to work yourself into the ground with a job you hated, perhaps none of this would have happened.
 
I spoke to Michelle, who was sad and surprised to hear the news. Her parents separated when she was young. She said sometimes it's not a case of right or wrong, but of people growing apart. I suspect I'll eventually come to see things in those terms, but until then, the dame done you wrong. I think mum's made a crazy decision, to leave a good man who loves her very much. As much as I wish her happiness, I hope she'll realise that.
 
The weirdest thing about this is that it's made me realise how much I've used our family unit, and my perception of its stability, as an emotional crutch. And for far too long. Perhaps I should grow up.
 
I'll stop rambling now. I hope you know I'll be there for you if you need me. Or at least, when you want someone to eat your food and groan when you repeat your old stories.
 
With much love,
The Stunted One.
 
PS - For fuck's sake, don't reply to this. Seriously. I'll only get embarrassed and wish I hadn't sent it.