Oh, Denise, I am so terribly sorry! I can relate to your hubby's grief. I never had the priviledge to know my Grandmother's [one died when I was just about one month old and one when my Mother was in ninth grade, so I never knew either of them them]. My Mother's Dad was absolutely my hero but was killed in a car wreck when I was ten [he left me with wonderful memories that I treasure to this day] ... the other one lived to a ripe old age and was a monster and I despised him! He was mean to my sweet Daddy but Daddy loved him and that was the only reason that I even went to his funeral! My Daddy was my best friend, my buddy, and I knew I had to be there for him and I was. Perhaps your Hubby can look at it like that and be supportive for his Dad. You're right, it is heartbreaking when families are split. Just know that I will be praying for your Hubby and his family ... he has you and I'm sure he is comforted by that. God bless and comfort you all and give you peace.
__________________ "The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has limits." -- Albert Einstein |