Sad News...

...but I knew it was coming.  Chris' grandfather died at 2:30 this morning.  We were out late last night at his parent's house and then when we got home there was a message on the machine saying that Duane had the death rattle going on and when that happens they expect death within 24 hours.  So we put the kids to bed and then Chris headed over to the nursing home to meet up with his dad, aunt and cousin.  He died a couple hours later.  Chris is doing fairly well.  I think being able to say good-bye was good.  I'm not sure if it's hit him yet or if we were just so prepared for this moment that he's already done his grieving.

The funeral is tentatively planned for Thursday.  Chris' sister is in Texas right now for a work convention and comes home on Wednesday and her children are off with their father at Disneyland.  The decision was made not to tell SIL until she gets home.  I think she's going to be mightily ticked off when she finds out no one told her.  I know that they think it's better because she can't do anything anyway and she'd just fall to pieces (because she does) with no one there to support her.  I know coming home early would be detrimental to her career and I get all their logical, rational reasons for waiting, but I still think, as close as she was to her grandfather that they should tell her.  As usual, I don't get any say in these matters.

We are telling the kids tonight.  Tobias had a birthday party to go to for his best friend and we didn't want to wreck the day for him.  They had it at a bowling alley and he played 112 game.  It had bumpers but Jake's mom said that T never even touched the bumpers.  We don't play with bumpers when we go.  Pretty good for a nine year old.  He got two strikes and one spare.  And life goes on, that I can be proud of my kid like that on the day his great grandfather dies.  Grief is weird.

Sad News...

...but I knew it was coming.  Chris' grandfather died at 2:30 this morning.  We were out late last night at his parent's house and then when we got home there was a message on the machine saying that Duane had the death rattle going on and when that happens they expect death within 24 hours.  So we put the kids to bed and then Chris headed over to the nursing home to meet up with his dad, aunt and cousin.  He died a couple hours later.  Chris is doing fairly well.  I think being able to say good-bye was good.  I'm not sure if it's hit him yet or if we were just so prepared for this moment that he's already done his grieving.

The funeral is tentatively planned for Thursday.  Chris' sister is in Texas right now for a work convention and comes home on Wednesday and her children are off with their father at Disneyland.  The decision was made not to tell SIL until she gets home.  I think she's going to be mightily ticked off when she finds out no one told her.  I know that they think it's better because she can't do anything anyway and she'd just fall to pieces (because she does) with no one there to support her.  I know coming home early would be detrimental to her career and I get all their logical, rational reasons for waiting, but I still think, as close as she was to her grandfather that they should tell her.  As usual, I don't get any say in these matters.

We are telling the kids tonight.  Tobias had a birthday party to go to for his best friend and we didn't want to wreck the day for him.  They had it at a bowling alley and he played 112 game.  It had bumpers but Jake's mom said that T never even touched the bumpers.  We don't play with bumpers when we go.  Pretty good for a nine year old.  He got two strikes and one spare.  And life goes on, that I can be proud of my kid like that on the day his great grandfather dies.  Grief is weird.