When will it get better?

I'm still having such a hard time dealing with Gene's death.  I think about him every moment of everyday and miss him more now than before.  Time isn't healing my wounds, it seems to just be making them more painful.  I have no ambition to do anything I used to do.  I sit and watch the same TV programs over and  over again.  I hate my job, it's so boring and I so not busy that I have too much time and not enough to do.  Two goals-- get a new job and get out of the house more.  Those are the things my son said I need to do and I know he is right.  The job market just sucks right now.  But I'm not going to give up, I'm going to keep looking and sending out resumes.