I've felt so very blessed for my kids during all of this.
The day the doctor told us that my dad may not make it through the night, I rushed my kids to my in-laws and while driving and crying I was trying to explain to them that Grandpa Louie wouldn't be with us much longer.
I said, "Mama is going to be really sad for a while."
Ezra said, "You sad, mama?"
I told him that I was, but that it was okay because Grandpa would be going to live with Heavenly Father.
Rockwell then said, "Oh!! Too fun!"
I was so grateful for the reminder that my dad would be out of his physical body which had caused him so many problems for the last few years, and that it really would be 'too fun' for him to be reunited with so many people that he loved and that love him.
My dad didn't actually pass away until the next day. While I was at my parents house by my dad's side, I called Mitch, who was with the boys and told him to hurry down, hoping they could see my dad one last time before he passed.
They were almost there when I had to tell Mitch that my dad was gone. Mitch was very sad in the car and explaining again to the boys what had happened.
Mitch told them that we were both very sad and this was very hard.
Ezra said, "Not Grandpa Louie. He's happy!"
I know that he is. I'm grateful for that knowledge.
Kids sometimes just have more insight into spiritual things than we do. They've been so positive about it all, and that helps me so much.
The other morning, not unlike any other morning really, Ezra woke up far too early. So I bundled my huge almost three year old up in his blanket and took him out on the couch to snuggle. We laid there for quite awhile half asleep, half awake. Then, Ezra pulled himself right up into my face, looked me right in the eyes and said, "Grandpa Louie is really really happy, Mama."
Needless to say, that was not one of my days without tears. :)
But, I needed to hear it.
I'm so glad that not only do I feel my dad so close by, but that my kids obviously do too.
What a blessing.