Eventually you will come to terms with his death, although of course it is unimaginable now. Do you know why? Because you knew him alive. Memories of life and the greatness of the living always win.
You knew him dead for one terrible night but far more importantly you knew him alive for decades.
Death is strong and has a viciously powerful hold on us– for a while. But life is tenacious and triumphant. It refuses to let go or be pushed back. When this death has eventually stopped bullying your mind, life will shove it aside and say, “Give me my place again. You’ve had your time in the spotlight but it is over. Go to the background where you know you belong.”
(paraphrased from C, photo from old files)