That grey veil

Despite all the hustle and bustle and work during the past few days, it still feels as if everything has a grey veil over it. I'm not enjoying anything, my mind is still busy with the events of the past few weeks.

I'm trying to take long walks with Toby whenever I can, but even he wants to go home after a short round.
Every time my mother is with us and sits on the couch, Toby lays down with her closely at the spot my father used to sit. As if he knows what's happened.