Good Days and Bad Days

Everyone keeps saying that there are good days and bad days in the grieving process. I am waiting and clinging to the Lord's promises for the Good days to come. It just seems to be one bad day after another. It still seems so unreal to me that mom is gone. I try to be strong, I try to smile, I try to laugh, try to enjoy life and I feel like I am in slow motion as the world is spinning around me. Please pray for good days to come, for tears to slow down and for the empty feeling to be filled with JOY.