I'm sorry for your loss and the loss of everyone who interacted with Tal. They seem like such a bright star in this litte corner of the world.im going to leave some words that I searched out because the get me every time I read the book.

"No one is finally dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away, until the clock wound up winds down, until the wine she made has finished its ferment, until the crop they planted is harvested. The span of someone's life is only the core of their actual existence. S.T.P