Harmony once again with 2 sons.

I called our youngest tonight, telling him I still loved him and we needed to talk.  We both decided that maybe both of us were suffering from PTSD from going through Chuck's illness and death.   He needed to vent.  I think he would be there to help me if needed.  He told me he still needed me in his life.  He had already eaten, so I took him with me so I could get a burger and he got some ice cream.   We hugged and he went home for the evening.
Next, I called our oldest son.  He came over to eat some Chinese food leftovers. (Food always works.)  I wasn't that made at him, but also wanted to have a talk with him.  So, we talked, hugged and then left for the evening. 
Once again, there is harmony between the three of us and we have each other's support.