Gone but not forgotten

The days keep going by.  The amount of condolences and times I reach out diminish.  BUT it doesn't mean that I don't remember.  It doesn't mean that I don't still think of you and ache for those whose daily life will never be the same without you. 
It seems so many have been lost in the past few years.  So many untimely deaths (in our perspective).  I watch you grieve.  I watch you continue to live.  Your strength brings me to tears and to my knees in admiration.
I just hope you know that just because I haven't mentioned it to you lately, I have not forgotten.  I still imagine the emptiness that is left with their passing and the fight you battle daily to continue on and stay strong. 
The truth is I don't know what it is like so I don't know when and how to bring it up again.  I worry that this is a "strong" time for you and that my comments might make you weak.  I wonder if you want to hear those words come out of my mouth. 
I just want to say that I haven't forgotten.  That your loved ones are still in my thoughts and prayers regularly even though I don't talk to you or bring it up.  I want to tell you how much of an impact they have left on my life.  Each and everyone of them have helped and inspired me in ways I will never be able to tell - just as you have.
I pray for you to find peace with their death.  True peace if that is possible.  It must be helping because you are amazing!  You have continued on and live life to the fullest. 
I love you!