There is no way to ever forget. Just go with it, do the deep work. Grieve. In your own way your own time, your own style. I choose to carry something of my Mom's every place i go. sometimes it is her cellphone. sometimes it is her picture, so i can take it out and talk to her. Really most of the time i just talk to God, and ask Him to send my love to her, because only He can, as He has her now. I wish i could hear her voice again, but…