Mourning in the digital age

I have an uncle who killed himself some years ago and I sometimes feel I have not mourned appropriately for him. I've shed no tears for him (must be because I was already in college when it happened) but I miss him sometimes and he's one of the few people who ever gave me advice which I remember. He once told me that it was easier to lift a pen than any other stuff. This metaphor was his way of course of telling me to study hard so i can get an office job rather than get one where i had to do a lot of physical labor. The reason I mention him was that I found myself getting the urge to google his name and see what comes up. Of course there wouldn't be a record of him online neither would his works be but it got me thinking of how we SEARCH for people, even dead ones, in a internet search engine. It's as if I was hoping to meet him online magically, just as a traveller reaches into his wallet to find pictures of his far away family. Hmmmm... mourning in the digital age