We go through so many emotions, and it is so hard. When I lost my grandson it was such a physical pain, and it felt like I was in a black tunnel day after day. I certainly didnt want to move on. There are so many reminders and so you are constantly thinking of your loved one. Time truly is the only healer.
My Dad died in 1992 and having seen him so ill my first reaction was of relief that he was out of the awful pain from cancer. Then I became angry because he was such a big part of my life it seemed unfair to go on without him, I wanted to share so much. After a long time I became able to remember the good times and think of him with a smile, but I think about him every day and am so grateful for the time we had and that he was such a big influence on my life.
Sorry to get heavy, but there really is no quick 'remedy' and no easy way. Its so sad reading all these stories, but hopefully we all help each other.