One of the things I did was to visit a group of widowed friends while I was in Fort Lauderdale, and to participate in a rose ceremony to remember our spouses. We were worried the weather wouldn't hold, and that we'd have to postpone it till later in the day. Fortunately for us, the rain held off until the last of us was able to send out roses off into the sea and tell our spouses how much we miss them, and love them still.
If someone were to say to me "cry me a river," I'd have to let them know that I'm already way ahead of them.
If tears can fill an ocean, we all have certainly cried our share.