Most of the time I smile at the memory, it gets easier the longer time passes trust me. I just posted recently about a favourite memory of my Grandad and his sometimes pet cat. Don’t stop thinking about them and missing them, it’s what keeps their legacy alive.
Dab em up
Look trough the old pictures with them. Maybe cook something he/she usually made often.
Honestly, I just cry.
Remind myself of what they taught me while they were living and that they have returned to earth and a part of nature now so if I go on a walk alone in nature I’ll be able to see what they and millions of other people have become.