I just lost my Dad last May, my Mom 2 years prior. It was hard to find ‘joy’ because I didn’t just lose my parents, but essentially I lost my sense of “home”. I lost interest in things that used to light me up and day-to-day was a struggle.  But the witnessing of all the speakers was very powerful.   They showed how joy and sorrow do go together.  So I do have hope that  “Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.”  (Psalm 30:5)  The night is temporary, the morning will come.