I didn’t know how to explain estrangement to my 5-year-old

‘Mum… does everyone have two grandpas and two grandmas?’ Asked my son. 

I froze. 

I’d known this day was coming, the day he was going to ask me about my family.  

He was five years old and, now that he was in kindergarten, he was absorbing information from his world at lightning speed and asking questions even faster than that. So I…