I've decided to take this thought that has been stewing and actually write it down.
We don't grieve loss the same way. We never will and it doesn't seem fair. In a moment, year, or lifetime now when Satan can attack easier than any other time why would it not be woven tightly in our DNA to cling to one another? Why is it not buried deep in our heart to feel the same way? To cry at the same time? To want to see Charlie on the same day? To talk to the twins about him together? Anything?
Why God do we not always have each other?