Moving on doesn't mean, shouldn't mean, forgetting, more like not dwelling. Like the couple of times I've see pap stuff on michelle, going to work, taking walks with her daughter. Nothing can bring heath back, but he wouldn't want anyone who loved him to stop their life. He's part of all we are now, and I look forward to being able to enjoy his work again, even with pain. Life is much enjoyment with pain. Sometimes I'll smile or cry, or both, and like losing anyone I have loved, often caught with great surprise when it comes. He's part of my world. I have grandkids and a daughter in another state. they are always in my mind, sometimes in thought, sometimes just there. heath is always there, sometimes in thought, but part of my world made so much richer by him. Part of my pain, and what you can't fix, you stand. He has moved on, living in a place we can't be yet. He doesn't want us, no he doesn't, to stop our life, just love and remember him. Make him a good part of us, better for knowing him.
This is probably why some banners are taken down, some threads closed. But there needs to be a place to come together for those still trying to adjust to standing what is so hard to stand.
jessi