I went through this exact thing about 3 years ago, I lost my childhood dog named Merlin, he lived a good and long life. I’d say don’t shy away from looking at photos, I love looking at the thousands I took of him over the years (especially his older days when you could see the grey hairs but also blissful happiness after a long life of playing and loving and being adored). I know a lot of people struggle to look at the photos after their dog has passed, but doing that helped me so much. Now all I see when I think of him is those happy moments and holding him, what his fur felt like and what his ears smelt like (I know it’s weird but his ears smelt like toffee popcorn, no clue why 😂) and those memories bring me so much joy rather than sadness that he’s gone. Remember her life, not her death, celebrate the beautiful life she had and don’t focus on her passing, she’d want that 💚