My dad died 2 days ago, very suddenly at home, only my mum was with him. I live 75 miles away and got here as fast as I could, my sister was local and came straight round. I just can’t believe he’s gone, surrounded by all his things here is a constant reminder of who Is was. my mum just doesn’t seem to be accepting it, accusing me and my sister of rifling when we were just trying to start sorting out paperwork. I’m just overwhelmed by grief, tears are nearly constant and can’t even believe it will ever get better, it just hurts so much.