For this blog, Telemakhos and I will both give you our own insight because we are both in this book. I'll post the link to his blog at the bottom of this one.
Eumaios and I had dinner again the following night. I wanted to truly see how nice my servant really was, so I told him I would be leaving tomorrow. Showing how hospitable he was, he said I shouldn't go and should stay with him. I thanked him, and asked how Odysseus' (my) parents were. He told me my father was hearbroken because I had not returned, and my mother had died, which made me terribly sad. I then asked him about his parents and how he ventured to Ithaka. He told me about how he escaped on a boat with his mother, and finally arrived here. His mother had died on the boat, so he had been all alone. It was a sad tale, but I encouraged him by speaking of what a good life he's had.
I feel terrible that I've caused my parents so much pain. Eumaios told me, "Laertes lives, but daily in his hall prays for the end of life... Sorrow, when she died... her brilliant son, wore out her life," (279). I didn't mean for them to feel any of those things. I don't want to be the cause of their death. I love them. My journey to Troy wasn't meant to hurt my people, it was to protect them. So many bad things happened, I couldn't get home. I hope I will still get to see my father.
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