i just posted something similar to a group journal i’m on:

a friend of mine’s daughter recently passed on after a long battle with cancer. i never got a chance to speak with her, but she touched me through her mother and her travel through this life. i miss her. but she is still here with us. in celtic theosophy/ology, it is seen that there is no difference between the mundane and the profane. the gods can act and interact with humans, and vice versa (should the human learn how to ‘see’), the same goes for the otherworld, where the spirits go on to live. so she is still here with us, teaching us, laughing with us, and loving with us. she was a brave young girl. may the gods keep watch.