See, as much as you want to hold on to the bitter sore memory that someone has left this world, you

See, as much as you want to hold on to the bitter sore memory that someone has left this world, you are still in it. And the very act of living is a tide: at first it seems to make no difference at all, and then one day you look down and see how much pain has eroded.
----Jodi Picoult, My Sister's Keeper