"Put a candle in the window."
I drove my brother's ashes around the mid-west one trip down from Alaska, before burying him next to my mother's ashes in Indiana.
Took him to the Ann Arbor Hash Bash that trip ('95), to a friend's music studio in Wyoming, Michigan, to look at real estate in northern Wisconsin, to the homestead farm I'd worked on in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, and more, before burying him in rural Indiana where my mother's family was from.
We took a trip together we'd never taken. And it was good.
Keep the remembrances, holidays, etc., if you can. It's the perspective that matters.
Peace to you.