I hesitated about posting this, because I didn't want MB or OJ to think I was insensitive.
I found after my mum died (from advanced breast cancer, with multiple organ failure after contracting an infection during her chemotherapy) that one of the things that most helped me cope with her death - at 66 - was to remember her faults.
Once someone has died, everyone around you tends to eulogise so much about what a wonderful person they were and how tragic their death has been that it can be hard to remember the actual person that has just died.
Yes, I was devasted when she died. Although we knew that her condition was terminal, she had only just been diagnosed with advanced breast cancer (having, cruelly, been given the all clear just 2 months previously). She contracted an infection after her first chemotherapy - so we were robbed of whatever life she had left.
For me, remembering her faults, as well her virtues, helped keep her alive for me.
Sorry if this is a bit heavy, but I think it's important to celebrate the trivial and the negative as well as to love the positive and the virtuous.