Death of a parent is difficult. It is, perhaps, even more difficult in cultures where grown up adults live with their parents like in India. As soon as you lose a parent, you lose a person who was protecting you throughout your life. Death of the second parent is even more difficult as I had no one to fallback on during my emotionally difficult phases. Siblings support me and that is awesome, but no one understood me better than my mother. Her death left such a void in my life, that if I fall and I am unable to walk I will have to crawl. She was my crutch that I would never get back.