My sister will die over and over again for the rest of my life.
Grief is forever.
It doesn't go away; it becomes a part of you, step for step, breath for breath.
I will never stop grieving Melissa because I will never stop loving her.
That's just how it is.
Grief and love are conjoined, you don't get one without the other.
All I can do is love her, and love the world, emulate her by living with daring and spirit and joy.