That’s because there’s still love there, no matter how long ago you saw them, or how close you were. I felt bad that I wasn’t there, I felt bad for her family, I felt bad as a whole. And no matter how many times I’ve gone through this, I haven’t learned how to process losing someone. But I can’t and that’s the hardest part about facing my biggest fear of losing those I love, never getting the chance to go back and see them one last time. So, there is no guide to overcoming this fear yet, and there probably isn’t any way to make the experience better.