I think I got a bit of tears while reading it. I so could imagine the memories, the flowing of life, the single moment like a drop of water amidst the rain...
Sometimes I hate that my English is not good enough to explain my feelings, that the for me foreign language swallows my attempts of an appropriate comment/answer.
Nevertheless, I am so sorry to read of your loss and simultaneously I am happy that you have such intense memories of love <3
Thank you. I am sometimes still gripped by loss, this one and others, but you learn to grow so that living the loss becomes part of who you are, rather than an outside force. You learn how to look after yourself and make a space for it so you are comfortable and can grow towards and into other things.