I often hear it said that grief is the price of love. I disagree. Love is priceless, beyond measure. It flows from God, who is love, to us, and back to God, drawing us closer to God and to our neighbour as it does so. Love is a gift, not something we pay for, not now and not in the future (buy now, pay later), neither in grief nor in any other currency. And grief is also a gift. A gift that reminds us that we are human, a gift that can draw us closer to everyone else who has ever lost someone, ever had to let go, which is to say a gift that can draw us closer to everyone who has ever lived.
It may be that we want the one gift and not the other. But gift they both are.