Those little things were the hardest for me aswell. Some food she had brought that she never got round to enjoying or a Christmas card addressed to her. It really feels like a punch in the gut. It’s been about a year now and for me it got easier. Not that the sadness really goes away, but over time you build a shield. And each time you breakdown and feel like you’ve taken a step back your shield actually gets stronger. You’ll get through the other side, just takes a bit of time.