Every family's way of dealing with death is unique. When my dad died, I first went to See's Candies to get my mom a two pounder. Then we gathered as a family after the funeral. In between those events I went to work. As an educator, being around children was such an energy boost and I know that's what my depression-era dad would have wanted: go to work. Kathy's dad was from the same generation and I can't help but think he'd want her to continue to work and honor her commitments.
God bless Kathy in her family's time of need.