There are no more phone calls or voicemails. You do not question God about this, for God doesn’t reply, or plan, or strive. God is Eternity, and It only loves.
As this trial fades, you allow yourself to float on the currents of transcendent peace again. Miriam floats with you, and within you, as do all people, all who ever lived and loved. The events don’t fade from memory–they fade from existence itself. They were not joyful, and only joy survives eternally.
You laugh again, and you have always been laughing, and everyone has always been laughter. Existence is a dance, a song, a single eternal laugh. The now of bliss is all there is. And it is good.