How to deal with death ?

I was a bit in  shock when i realized that today (Aug 23rd) marks one year since my father's departure ! I was shocked and still am because I thought that after a year people kind of "move on", if not "forget"!! or at least they become familiar with the idea, accept it, or embrace it! which didn't happen, yet...!
It's as if for the past year, I chose to run away from confronting the fact in my head every time it came nagging! I tried grasping it, get done with it, more than once, and the result wasn't pretty! wtf ! I find myself weak against this, which doesn't happen often, and i never admit that I'm weak regarding almost anything ! I'd just tell myself that I'm not and I always beat things in my head.. but this one is just too fucking different !
I still have all his stuff ,didn't "Get rid" of anything ! clothes, shoes, ashtrays ,lighters, pens, books, socks, cups, medicine, wallet, razors ,shampoo, cell phone, broken charger, glasses... I even kept the food that could be preserved, the spices, Nescafe jar, beans, wutever i could keep as it is !
I don't get it! when do people over come this? how do you accept the idea ? how long should it take? It seems like i will never! frankly, I don't want to either! I still speak of him in the present tense, I refuse to refer to him as "the deceased" or "El mar7oom", call me wutever you wish I don't care, and don't give me "ma betjooz 3al mayyet '3air el ra7meh" lecture, you do that.
Its frustrating .
But there is a "good?" side of it I guess, whenever I'm out of answers or feeling down, this what I do, I just visualize and Imagine that he is here, and we'd talk, of course when I visit his grave its more intimate, and I don't know how but it works, I feel good afterwards.. eh... but the idea is bugging me !what do i do with all the stuff ?what is supposed to happen to them ? how do people move on ? do they ever move on ? geez this sucks.