I went to the funeral today. I sat in the back. It was hard to see everyone hurting and wanting to comfort them. He called me last night and asked me not to come to the reception. I understood. He told me he was packing and leaving by the end of the week. He is moving in with his mom and dad to take care of them just as his brother did. I did not get angry with him, just listened and took in all he had to say. When the conversation was over I cried. I am taking it day by day rehearsing what I will say to the kids. It will be a life change for sure, but you can only go up from here. Thank you everyone for the advice. It has really helped to talk about how I am feeling.