I am back from CT an the funeral of Thomas. I feel empty inside, nothing is nice, or happy, or pretty right now, what does it matter without him in the world?

I know I need to snap out of this funk,I can not seem to control my emptiness or the fact he is gone. I know it will hit me, when I go to call him about something that has happened or when we go back up to CT for a wedding at the end of September and he won't be there to go out for drinks or dinner.

Thomas was my best friend, he loved gardening, the ocean, flowers and his friends an family more than anything else, he died way to young.