I Remember when my mother died. My children were so upset. I took them to the coffin and explained to them that she was not in pain anymore. That she was at peace and one day we would see her again. That helped them to accept losing their grandmother. What kind of nightmare must it have been for those children with their grandmother rotting in the bedroom next to where they were sleeping and eating. I just pray they did not see her after she was decaying for months.