We got Wentworth's ashes on Saturday night and I have felt an odd sense of peace since doing that. I don't know if it was a coincidence of timing or what? I'm not saying I'm over it by any means, but I don't feel as much of a hole right now and I don't feel the need to dwell on what happened. That being said I have his pictures on my phone which I look at frequently and I have had the opportunity to talk about him several (many) times each day with different people, fulfilling different needs. We are at my parents for early Christmas right now and we brought Wentworth along with us which makes me feel really good to have him here.
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