What do your eyes fix themselves on?
The rip, the tear, what is missing. It takes conscious effort to look at the rest of this quilt.
This is what death of a loved one is like (a little bit anyway). When a loved one is ripped from our lives they leave a gaping hole that threatens to swallow everything else. For a while all we can do is focus on that death, the hole left. After a while if we let God heal us we can focus on the rest of life but that hole will stay there --- even if we try to patch it life will never look the same again.
"And I looked, and behold, an ashen (pale, sickly) horse; and he who sat on it had the name Death; and Hades was following with him. And authority was given to them over a fourth of the earth, to kill with sword and with famine and with pestilence and by the wild beasts of the earth." Revelation 6:8
That is a pretty scary picture of Death.
But those of us who believe need not fear death.
"O DEATH, WHERE IS YOUR VICTORY? O DEATH, WHERE IS YOUR STING?" 1 Corinthians 15:55
My 96 year old grandma passed from this life into the next yesterday. She was ready. And I am glad for her, but I no longer have any living grandparents. That thought, along with never seeing Grandma Flora again, is sobering and sad. She had a good life. Many have fond memories of her.