Thinking of you and sending love, Luckygirl. My OH was cremated on Friday and I had wondered if I could get through the day and retain my sanity. It was private, just D and me and our lovely funeral director so we could spend the time talking to him, crying, reflecting and thinking. There were a lot of tears but, oddly, I felt better, calmer, afterwards. It's as though a line has been drawn and Phase 2 is beginning. Next month, we'll have a celebration of his life and inter his ashes and I hope that will be an occasion for laughter as well as tears.
All you can do is keep on keeping on. I'm told it will feel better one day and we must cling to that hope. ((Hugs))