Family friend Maurice LaMarche (who played The Brain on Pinky & The Brain) shared the reactions of Christina's parents, Bud and Tina.
I held this man, this fellow dad, who towered over me, both physically, and as a good and decent human being, in my arms as he wept. Bud is a Christian, and his first words to me on that awful night as he waited on my driveway were, “I know I’ll see her again. I have faith in that, but the time between now and then is going to be so very long and painful, I don’t know how I’ll get through it.”
Tina Grimmie was too overwhelmed to travel to Orlando to make arrangements for Christina's body to be brought back to New Jersey and had to be held wailing over Christina
You see, I had just spent the past 20 hours at the home of the Grimmie family, and my wife Robin even more hours than that, caring for Tina Grimmie, who was too bereft at the news of her daughter Christina’s senseless murder on Friday night as she signed autographs at a meet and greet after her concert, to travel to Orlando (yes, the same city as the nightclub massacre that would take place twenty-four hours later) to make the arrangements every parent dreads in their darkest dreams. That, and the fact that Tina has been bravely battling numerous forms of cancer for the past 5 years or more, leaving her debilitated as well as despondent.
Don’t try to fix them with platitudes because you’re uncomfortable with their sadness and, even more so, their rage. Just shut the fuck up with that, and hug them, and tell them you’re so sorry and you cannot imagine what they’re going through, because, trust me, you can’t. And then sit with them for 24 hours, and make them some soup, and do their dishes, and cook them breakfast, and run to them in the night when you hear them wailing in the bedroom and hold them some more, silently, and fall asleep beside them, as my Robin did for Tina.