Last night a call came in on DH's phone. A little startling but I answered and it turned out to be a different guy from his group. He was very kind, said a lot of wonderful things about DH and talked about how much he loved his family. He told me they had a minute of silence to remember him. That all made me feel so much better. I'll choose to think the other guy just didn't know what words to use. I still don't like that it came across that I wasn't doing it "right" the way DH spoke to them about it, but still, after two days stewing about it I'm going to set it aside now.
Yesterday, my brother came over to help steady the ladder while DS climbed up to take down the Christmas lights. I figured late April was about time.

My brother is much more "hey try it and lets see" in his approach to his kids than I am with mine and when DS suggested he'd just climb on the roof, while I had a small heart attack, DB said "sure, good idea, that's what I'd do." So up he went. Our roof is steep. Fortunately, I don't have to plan two Celebrations.
DS has started claiming things he wants. He wants DH's chair, some of his weights, various things he used. DD wants a bunch of his clothes. She'll look hilarious - DH was 6' and 225 lbs and she's tiny. But they are each involved and discussing what is important to them so I'm really happy with that. DS tells me he loves me every time he leaves the house or goes to bed now. He did before sporadically and usually if I'd said it first. DD always was more vocal that way, so no real change there. Both are staying fairly busy with friends and I've been busy with people dropping in and deliveries arriving. I expect this week that will all slow down and it's going to hit. So far I've mostly been on autopilot.