Gally me again, turning up like a bad smell, here is a poem that I posted on another thread (it may well have been yours, when you first told us your sad news, in which I apologise, but it has been well received by many,) and I reproduce it here, again,
You can shed tears that he is gone
or you can smile because he has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that he'll come back
or you can open your eyes and see all he's left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see him
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember him and only that he's gone
or you can cherish his memory and let it live on
You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back
or you can do what he'd want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
Easier to say than do, especially in the early days, but sent with much love to you, for the future.
xxx