When my father died, I coped initially by going into manager mode. I knew my Mother would be falling apart. I knew that since Dad was always the planner that I would have to step up and do that. It served two main purposes; it kept my Mother from having to handle anything and it kept me from losing it. It wasn't for about 6-10 months after that I finally actually faced it. It wasn't pretty then.

Don't allow the fact that you're not falling apart make you think you're not grieving. You're just doing so on your own time.

If you need to talk, just have somebody listen, just have somebody repeat "Lumpy!" to you 500 times, etc; I'm here 24x7.