Two days to go before the funeral. I feel so alone, utterly lost and bereft. I can't eat, can't sleep and cry all the time. Even the dog is fed up, when I sob out loud she takes herself away into the garden for ages. I can't make sense of anything. Will it get any better after the funeral? Which by the way I am dreading for the reason if anyone speaks about Brian or tries to comfort me I sob even more. I know there will be a lot of this at the funeral. I don't know how I am going to cope.