Dear Cinder, Smoke and Boots:
I'm so sorry to hear your Grandma will not be with you to open presents this Christmas, but I'm sure the ones you get would have been wrapped with great love by her in Heaven.
Dear Phred:
I know how much you'll miss your mom. When my dad died I also thought it was a blessing for him, to stop all the pain, but it wasn't any less painful for me. She must have been very proud of you and will continue to watch over you and the kids in the company of angels.
My thoughts are with you.
Alicia