As out dear departed Queen mother said "It doesn't necesarilly get better - you get better at it"

I lived with bereavement for 26 years - my father died when I was 9 months old and for maybe 12 of theose years I never knew what it was - mothers grieving. I have lived with two widows (mother and more recently another) and I have to say it is better out and discussed than in and left to cannonise. The old adage about "not having feet of clay" is relevant.
To grieve you must have had something worth having - and that is a memory that should never fade. OK PAL - get better at it.