While we can learn to live with loss and death, the *unfairness* of any death we find untimely never fades. I know you know this better than most. I’m grateful when I see posts from you that show you still know how to truly live, too, for after all, losing *you* would create yet another wound in the world where you belong.
At least, I find there’s something surprisingly comforting in writing obits, if that doesn’t just sound weird. :)