The last two months of the year are always the hardest for me. My Dad died at the beginning of November on my younger brother's B-Day, almost 30 years ago geez. So, I've had to talk him off the ledge a couple of times...it doesn't exactly get easier, it just gets more familiar. Weird things will trigger a memory out of nowhere. I live 1,200 miles away from my family and friends in the middle of the US now and have been for the past decade. My daughters are here, but its again not easier, just different. They're teenagers and are starting to have their own lives. We're all going through our own things. Stay strong, and do the best you can...it's all you can do really. Wishing everyone another day, week, smile or whatever. Take care