I rec'd a phone call from wm last night ~ he was with therapist (thank goodness) & completely overwhelmed by grief. All I could do was cry with my son, agree that this wasn't fair & assure him that I loved him & my doctors aren't expecting me to die anytime soon. kt, on the other hand, is sitting on her emotions for the most part. Then she will finally explode & lock herself in the bathroom or try to run. I'm encouraging her to talk talk talk. She doesn't want to make me sad or cry. I let her know families should grieve & cry together; it's the natural & loving way & families then heal together. But when one of the family sits on their sadness then explodes it's not healthy. I'm exploring grief "workshops" for adolescents that the tweedles can attend together. I mean together. Visiting husband in the hospital & husband utimately dying has brought a maturity to the surface in each of them. They seem to be maintaining in each other's company. We'll see. I have one therapist who agrees - another who doesn't. There comes a time when mom has to make the decision though. AND I may change my mind by the end of the day. Who knows ~ I certainly don't. I have even crazier ideas burning in my head; ones that will make everyone crazy so I decline to discuss them at this moment. I may not be completely in my right mind at this time.