I wish words had the magical ability to heal… and sadly, your words connected deeply because of my own experience of losing my son. Now, years down the road, I can share that life miraculously resurrects itself through the smallest things… like you said, someone delivering a pizza and sitting with you, or a friend sharing a past story about the one you love so deeply and have lost. Those things might bring the tiniest smile, but they hold proof that there will be more relief in the days to come as your heart learns that love still resides within it and her love is yours to keep forever. How remarkable it is that you can write about it here, and I know from the claps and responses that other people are connecting with you in the only way they can through Medium. I am one of those that wishes I could do more for you. I hope you keep writing.