Life's hard It's hard to lose someone, you know? But I suppose it makes people stronger. I'm not saying that losing someone is good. Not at all. But here's the truth: would you actually want to live forever? Because I wouldn’t. There are some questions that can never be answered by human means. There might be an afterlife; there might not be. And, even if you're unprepared to face it, we're all probably gonna face it one day.

It's terrible to lose someone: a friend, a family member, a teacher, a coworker. Many think that the hollow feeling inside is the worst ever.

But it's not. There's one that's worse, and it's indifference. Crying over the loss of someone...it shows what a powerful person they were. It shows that they touched you emotionally and made an impact. And that's probably what she wanted, right? I think that most humans aren't afraid of death. They're afraid of not being remembered, of not being able to see those they love.

It's good that you couldn't face her, I think. Because, if there's an afterlife where she could look down upon us, and she was watching you at that moment, she's probably just glad that you came. It shows that you loved her. And i think that that's all that's really needed. And it shows to her family what a great person she was.

Deaths are hard – to think about, to write about, to face. The bad seems to outweigh the good. Happiness and laughter are fleeting, and it's so much easier to remember disappointment and tears. But the truth is, she's never gone until someone forgets about her, until someone stops loving her.

And that will never happen. Her children, and her children's children, and every single one of her descendents, will love her. Even if they don't know it.

A lot of people were afraid to face her, to let the truth sink in. But...you faced the truth, and it showed.

Her family could see it.