Kimber,
You and Donald witnessed to tremendous faith during your hardest times together. Now you must continue that vein in this your private time of being in the desert alone.
I ache with you. I cannot fathom the depths of your loneliness or angst over Donald's passing.
Only you can prevent forest fires! Only you can weather this storm.
I presume that the love you two shared would demand no less than extended angst, pain and remorse at his passing. I suspect that is how it should be, but not that it consume your life.
My prayers are for you to surrender your hurt at the foot of the cross, that you find the peace that passes all understanding and that indeed, the sale of his items help with finances in ways he'd have intended.
Nothing right now will bring it's true worth, but ours is not that of material things, it's of things beyond this realm.
Prayers for peace that passes all understanding.
Keep the Son in your eyes!