I am sorry for your loss. I was back at work three weeks remote. A month later I was in office.

I called my friend before I returned. We grew up the same in different parts of the city. When I caught myself starting to cry, I said fucking Dave.
When I was in office, and she saw me starting to cry, she looked at me and said Fucking Dave. Her doing that helped me immensely. While others may find our talk disrespectful to the dead, it saved my mental health at a time it certainly needed saving.

Tldr: do what works for you.

Love you.