What does the most good?

Sitting on the shore of life..as waves hit my shore i have come to realize that if i sit here in my grief and get inundated, getting swept and pulled out, lost in the swells.. Barely breathing ..Who does that serve?.. It doesn't bring her back.. It takes me away from the ones i called loved. It limits me, hides my heart leaves me in this uncomfortable place. Where love gets distorted  -melancholy sets in .. So i face those moments.. I feel them i honour them.. I pull my self to the present.. I call it what it is..pain heartache tragedy ..but i always bring her beauty into the conversation..to remind us that she bonded to us she knows our voices..we told her all the way..that she is loved and wanted..we told her stories about papa and we introduced her to her  family through those stories.. She learnt their voices too..so i hold on to the light that it has created.. KristaLeigh wouldn't want us to get lost in the creeping darkness..so we keep moving foreward ..watching every wave..<3