If the one you lost was an important and positive part of your life, you will remember him. And through your memories, he will _remain_ part of your life.
Probably my best friend ever died about 10 years ago; we'd known each other a long time and were really close. There are big parts of my life that I can't think about even casually without remembering him, because he was an integral part of them. I probably think about him every day, simply because he is everywhere in my history.
Then there was my dad; very remote, very distant, not engaged with me. He died about the same time as my old bud, and I rarely think of him. Because he wasn't a real part of my life, except as something not to bump into when walking across the room.
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