I still have flash backs to the day that I lost my son. I used to be overwhelmed by it, but now those feelings are my way of honoring my love for him. The hurt inside is a memorial to him and I don't fear that anymore. I have learned to know that is love, not mourning. I am sorry all the other memories are so bright but she must have meant a lot to you, to love her so much, to not be able to let go of it sometimes. Love is a good thing. I wish it were easier to see it through everything else. But it's your love for her that keeps that memory alive. Try to keep it about that if you can. I wish you peace.