I've come to realize that we all work out grief in different ways. This is how the curly-headed girl does it. She draws pictures with missing people doing activities right beside everyone else. She spends copious amounts of time mothering Baby Rachel. She talks. She asks questions. She won't let it hide under the rug.
I think she gets that from her father's side of the family; but it's a good thing, dealing with it honestly. I am learning that from her.