Thanks for your kind responses. It was a really hard night. I was sobbing for a couple of hours, and was contemplating calling a crisis line (I wasn't suicidal... just really in need of someone to talk to.) My dad's brother and his wife did end up calling me, and I had a good conversation with them... it was just nice to know that someone cared. I'm not usually as "needy" as I probably sound in these posts... the combination of grief and depression really sucks (as does either one on its own, actually!), and it is really hard to face it alone.