As LadyLens says, allow yourself to grieve - let the tears flow, 'cos bottling them up is no good.
When my father died,( a few months after my sister had died..) my mum and I both fell apart, and I remember us lying on the floor, in each others arms sobbing our hearts out for what seemed like hours. It hurt so much, but was so good to let it out, and after that, we drank way too much wine and talked about some of the good times, and it was like a major hurdle had been put behind us. It also helped me and my Mum get to know each other better...
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