Russell:

Grace tells me you were probably not conscious. It seems a peripheral matter to me. Even inanimate objects collect the detritus of the human worlds in their orbit, and so you did, gelatinously being the locus of friendship and togetherness. So perhaps in one way to grieve would be illogical : in another way this transition would be incomplete without grief. Either way, I feel the need to mark that the seasons have changed, and acknowledge that things are irrevocably different, as it is with the passing of all things and all people who bear the burden of our loneliness.