Yes, I know. It is very difficult. I go through phases where I cry over him (rare for me to cry, since I'm not the emotive type) only to follow up with numbness, which is closer to how I really am on the inside, but whenever I think of him, I get the urge to cry. It seldom happens that I do recognize and give in to emotion, but when it rains it pours, like they say.
I feel the loss in a different way. It's really quite difficult to explain. It's the feeling that something's gone, and I am sure all of you have also felt it, but that is how I feel it most. Yet at times, I feel as if he's still here, somehow, still here with us, although we can't see or hear him. I don't think he would abandon us, and I can feel him sometimes. I am sure the rest of you must at times feel him too. That makes the loss easier to deal with, but he is still, well, lost.
Still, I think of him every day, and I love him every day, and I will, until the day I die.