As the years went by the overwhelming and aching longing was replaced by more of a wistful remembrance. Eventually there were just the memories. The tears had all been cried out. No more hope for a miraculous change. Life simply went on.
Time quiets the longing.
It's true, you know. And while that may be good for someone in a horribly painful and tragic circumstance like David, it can be a real problem and a major concern for others. For you and me, perhaps. We become like the workmen of Mark 13. At first it seems strange to work without the boss present.