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Jon,
As I read through the last half of your post, I just kept saying you are right. There is no right way or wrong way to grief. All you can do is the best you can. The guy that wrote that post seems to be figuring out his way of moving forward one step at a time, one day at a time. And he is doing so with much more clarity than you are giving him credit for.
Also, there really really is no need for you for you to not bump this thread if doing so helps you through this process. That is why it is here.
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"The blind soldier fought for me in this war. The least I can do now is fight for him. I have eyes. He hasn’t. I have a voice on the radio, he hasn’t. I was born a white man. And until a colored man is a full citizen, like me, I haven’t the leisure to enjoy the freedom that colored man risked his life to maintain for me. I don’t own what I have until he owns an equal share of it. Until somebody beats me and blinds me, I am in his debt."- Orson Welles August 11, 1946
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