Carol, I lost my father on Father's Day, also .. last year. It seems like yesterday. i was fine until my aunt mentioned to me the other day, "Gee, you kids are gonna have a hard time on Father's Day this year." I empathize with you. My mom is still alive, but we had to move her to assisted living and sold the house. We had a buyer almost immediately so had to begin taking the house apart a couple months after dad's passing... we shared duties, and divided all their belongings among children and grandchildren ... I have an antique table and lamp from the house, and the crucifix from their bedroom. Sitting next to the table in my living room now, I feel close to my dad. It brings connection. Hopefully you will find that same peace as you take apart your mom's condo. What brought me peace after my dad's death was knowing that he is where he is supposed to be... in heaven .. the natural progression of life. May you find that peace, also.
I was just reading some of the comments again - and just want you to know that in time you will heal. I have some stories too - however, I've learn in time you do learn who really cares about you and the steps they take to secure you with those feelings. Life is a learning experience; love is a very profound word and so many people use it loosely. Proving one's love often involves sacrifices - sometimes, sacrifices that are not too comfortable for some. However, your friends will make the needed sacrifice and give you the time you need. Sometimes, just a hug is all we need and that consistent contact with us so we know that they really care (1 John 4:8)