Loss teaches how deeply someone was woven into details you barely noticed.

A relationship lives in details too small to inventory while it is happening. The particular way they answered the phone, what they always noticed first, which topics they could be relied on to have an opinion about. Nobody catalogues these things, and then they turn out to be everywhere, which is why loss keeps surprising you in ordinary places. The weaving is only visible when it is pulled out.

Expect small ambushes and treat them as normal rather than as setbacks. If a particular detail keeps returning, tell someone about it instead of waiting for it to fade. Spoken memories tend to hurt slightly less than private ones.