Knowing that, it still doesn't make it any easier to let him go.
Prepare as we may for that rough stretch of road, when we come to it, it sill hurts.
There is a profound sweetness in grieving ... if our gratitude matches our sorrow, we can grow larger, and the departed inspires us to live larger and more genuine ... I think that is what we can do that might make them the most happy while looking back at us as they cross through Heaven's Gate.
The Gipper has found his pony, and rides through green fields and sunshine.