What a week ... think I'm in reaction mode now, having come down with a cold (haven't had one in more than a year), an arthritis flare, and a migraine that seems to have knocked out most of my brain cells today. It's the typical 'things finally start to settle down so the body falls apart' phenomenon. We had the funeral for my little granddaughter on Monday; difficult child 1 and girlfriend stayed with us the weekend after girlfriend's mother had such a violent meltdown (told difficult child 1 she would slit his throat while he was sleeping, and said husband and I 'need to be rubbed out', among other things). girlfriend agonized all weekend over calling/going to see her mother, but decided to wait until after the funeral. Two minutes before the service was to start, in walked girlfriend's mother, who had gotten a friend to drive her there (presumably she called the funeral home to find out place and time). Although she put on quite a show of hysterical weeping and clinging to girlfriend all through the service, she didn't do anything violent or completely inappropriate, so we were relieved. Since then the mother has done her best to get girlfriend to move back in with her and has turned ugly when not successful. It's been hard on girlfriend but she's still at our place, still looking for a place with difficult child 1. difficult child 1 goes back to work Monday and is anxious because he still hasn't gotten his things out of the mother's apartment. They want the mother's friend to be there, which is a good idea, but the friend has not returned their calls in the past two days. husband has no intention of going over there and I don't want to see this woman either ... but don't want difficult child 1 to be there without an independent witness. The mother is quite capable of getting violent, falling or hurting herself in some way, and then accusing difficult child 1 of assaulting her. I'd rather difficult child 1 walked away from his stuff and counted it as the cost of moving in with someone so off-the-wall. He wants his computer and his PS3 back, however. I'll be surprised if they're still there and functioning. At any rate ... everyone is slowly recovering. I hope they find a decent apartment soon. In their price range it's tough. I've had some very frank talks with them, which girlfriend didn't really enjoy at the time, but she still seems to want to be here and I'm seeing her smile each day, which is new. I think she doesn't mind the lower-drama environment. Seeing my granddaughter's name in the obituaries and on the temporary grave marker gave me a turn - it being my daughter's name as well. difficult child 1 meant well but ...! Thanks again, so many thanks, to all the wonderful people here. Your caring and kindness has meant so much. Even though I haven't been up to writing much in the past few days, I have read all your posts and deeply appreciated them.