There will be better days and there will be worse days.
I wish I could say it gets better but it doesn’t, nothing can make it “better” , however you will find that you become better equipped to deal with it.
I liked the sentiments of this poem/prayer saying that death is but a horizon and a horizon just the limit of what we can see.
We give them back to thee, dear Lord, who gavest them to us
Yet as thou dost not lose them in giving, so we have not lost them by their return
Not as the world giveth, givest thou, O Lover of Souls
What thou gavest, thou takest not away
For what is thine is ours also if we are thine
And Life is eternal and Love is immortal, and death is only an horizon, and an horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
Lift us up, strong Son of God, that we may see further
Cleanse our eyes that we may see more clearly
Draw us closer to thyself so that we may know ourselves to be nearer to our loved ones who are with thee
And while thou dost prepare a place for us, prepare us also for that happy place, that where thou art we may be also for evermore.
(Prayer used by Fr Bede Jarrett, O.P.)
Written by William Penn (1644 – 1718