It don’t know if it will be the same for you but I lost my dad in an accident and the last image I had of him was on life support in hospital. For months I couldn’t think of him as he was before and all that I could see in my mind was him in hospital. One day after about 4 months, I woke up thinking of my dad when he was alive and happy and making things in his workshop. The hospital images didn’t go away but they faded and now a year on, I hardly ever think of those long cold dark days of the hospital. I nearly always think of my dad as being happy and busy and joking with us.
Thomas A