Slick,
I know all too well the feeling of the empty house. The habits that develop with senior kitties, and prescriptions from the pharmacy still coming in. The silence of my house after Binx left me was so impossible to handle that I stayed with my mother for a week. I can still remember the little oily stain on my counter top from Tex's medication.

Frankly, I am not sure hearts ever heal from these types of losses. I know the pain diminishes somewhat (though at this very moment, it is hard to believe my own words) with time.

Like Gary said, sometimes I wonder if my cat herd is so that I can never feel the total silence that a passing brings. But, even with so many, I feel the loss deeply, I might just be fooling myself.

Be kind to yourself, in any way possible. The world needs you and your heart. There is much work still to be done.