Death is such a painful and emotional period for a family. It manages to withhold control of one’s emotions, and lose focus on other event’s. Everything reminds one of the person who they lost, whether it’s a building, or a song. Personally, seeing my father going through the lost of his brother haunts me, I see his tears when I think randomly of family events, and I hear his sobs whenever I see cars passing by. It’s taking a toll on him badly. I can’t stand to see it.