I'm not quite sure how I feel about that. There is certainly a sense of loss there, but that isn't new. What was lost was lost years and years ago.
I suppose the most overwhelming emotion is relief. And that makes me feel ashamed.
I'm disappointed that no one told me seven years ago, but really, who was there to tell me?
Now that she is no longer a danger, perhaps it's safe for The Boy to meet his paternal grandfather whom I have never meet in person, and the man who filled that role for the first 4 years of his life.