My husband died on December 22nd after just 3 weeks of hospital care for cancer.  It went so fast I still can't process it all.  About every other day, I have sore sinuses from crying so much.  I see his last picture, I cry.  I see his lighter, I cry.  I see his drivers license, and yes I cry.  Then it seems I can move on a little.  It feels a bit like I just dove off the deep end, and the water is so deep I can't see the surface.  I think that when I reach the surface I will have learned to…