It has been almost a week, we just buried him on Tuesday.
He was healthy as a horse and out of the blue he just went downhill. I cannot go into specifics, too long a story.
I am going through the anger portion of the grieving process. I am angry that my 2yo twins will not have such a loving grandfather to grow up with. The last two years of his life was just about focused entirely around them. He built a tool shed that was going to be used as a playhouse when they got older, he built a sandbox, he would hold my DS in one arm while cooking with the other (oh, my was he a GREAT cook). When I lacked sleep he insisted on taking a baby and sing them to sleep (and what a crooner he was).
I worry about my MIL and how she will get through this. She is getting enormous support now, but what then when the 2 or so weeks pass??
Waldorf mama to 5yo b/g twins