Getting Easier?

Two years ago, Josiah's 10th Birthday, was hard.  It was probably the hardest birthday since the first one.  I sobbed in the arms of friends several times.  This year's birthday came and went with very little pain.  I guess that means I am healing and growing, but it scares me.  I don't want to think that I am forgetting him.  All I have of Josiah are my memories, and I don't want to lose those.  Perhaps I can have the memories without the pain, but the two are so intertwined that it is difficult to imagine.