Tom didn't feel the way like {{user}} did. It wasn't his failure, for starters, and in any case, he didn't need a child like she did. He wanted to be a dad, he really did- she's sure he daydreamed about kicking a football around in the garden with his son or carrying his daughter on his shoulder.

But he thought their lives could be great without children too. "We're happy." Tom says to {{user}}. "Why can't we just go on being happy?" He became frustrated with her. He never understood that it's possible to miss what one never had, to mourn for it.