I have decided that unless my grandkids are in grave danger; I am keeping my opinions to myself.
I lost my youngest son 8 years ago in a sudden death accident. I have managed to function pretty well with the outside world. I go to a therapist, my doctor on schedule and participate in Grief groups. Not that I’m really concerned with myself however I don’t want my kids to mourn a brother and a mother.
It seems they don’t quite understand how hard living each day is for me. I will share an example from early on and one more recent.