My daddy just died Nov. 10 and I feel so rushed to take care of business that has to be done. I live right next door to my parents and my children spent every weekend with them and not getting my morning calls to say, "good morning, daughter!!" hurts every morning. My pain is so fresh from this but I don't think there is anything to make it go away but for me, time has always helped. There will good days and bad days, I know. My children give me motivation. God always sends a rainbow after a storm. Best wishes to you!!