and we'll pick up the pieces of our memories, weave them together, and set aside a room in our hearts for them.
We've had far too many 'why' questions, but they'll never be answered. Who else but He understands our hearts? No matter how much pain there is, we must move on. Are there not greater things in life we can look forward to? Have we not understood what it means to have good sportsmanship, have we not understood what it means to love thru' actions? We have, and because we have from her, we'll be ambassadors of them in the future... We've got a long way to go.
...not thinking about her passing does not translate into us forgetting her at any point in time. We may be grieving, we may be sorrowful. Even Jesus wept. For the millions who're unsaved, their souls are not saved - our hearts shatter upon hearing this.

But I know you must've spent your last days turning to Jesus, knowing you weren't going to suffer any longer. Indeed, we know that angels blew their trumpets even as God's arms opened wide to welcome you and we know that there's no place better than heaven. You're there now and have nothing to worry about, knowing God is watching over all of your loved ones...you won't have to think of what pain and suffering they're going thru' because what you see now is indescribably magnificent. You know your God's omnipotent.
"with the faith and love God's given
springing from the hope we know
we will pray the joy you live in
is the strength that now you show"

(edit) "For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord." Romans 6:23
I hope it'll encourage you, let it be the start to a new chapter of life, with your loved one only physically not with you: Found this in my devotional (September 9, Pearls of Great Price - Joni E. Tada)

Strange how we expect the parade of life to go on forever; when it finally runs out of steam, we feel cheated, as though someone should have told us it was this short, this hard, this...final. But death is supposed to be hard. Perhaps it's supposed to be a taste of hell. The wages of our sin is death; could God have in mind for us to feel - really feel - a little of what the Saviour bore? God may want to remind us of what sin would have earned us, had it not been for Christ. I guess the throes of death are our birth pangs before we enter heaven's bliss. These are sobering thoughts. But the facts of death can often be as harsh as facts of life.
When a loved one dies, it should be an alarm clock, a waving red flag, warning us, "Wake up, examine yourself! Have you made your peace with God?" When a natural disaster strikes, killing many, the alarm should sound louder. I can't say what God has in mind with untimely deaths, but I can say we are all heading for the grave, some of us sooner than others. And that should make us sit up and take notice: What have you done with Jesus? Will we be ready?

Heart wrench. The body is tired. The mind refuses to take a break...
but "Find rest, O my soul, in God alone".

failures fade, triumphs surface. somewhere along the way you may have thought it was becoming a way of life, but you were proven wrong. no problem is insignificant, one's problem is as big as another's problem. failing to live well (exercise, food, rest, and everything else to give a balanced lifestyle) at one point in time may have been bad (torturous is just as much an understatement), may have made you weak and vulnerable. it could have caused more reservations, inhibitions and even embarrassment, not being able to face the many who love you but eventually it's not your will that's in control (no, not that everything's involuntary). something you thought you weren't able to give up, you did. when you breathe your last breath, you'll remember that you've emerged victorious - not because you had the will and commitment to, but because of the people who gave you that push - and not the pain you had to go thru'. (through it all, God's touch never left you. you were just living without looking to him)