I'm so sorry for your loss. I couldn't imagine how difficult that must be...
A memory I really cherish is a few years ago when my town finally got a lot of snow (I live in the south, so it rarely happens). We've kind of made a tradition about when it snows, we get in our jeep and drive to the nearest Krispy Kreme, pick up a few dozen hot, fresh doughnuts, and deliver them to family friends in the snow. It's always an adventure, and it's always nice to do something with my dad where we can get along well.