"Time heals all wounds."
In the olden days, when someone died, they used to stop the clocks in the house of the deceased, and I get that. Whenever extreme challenge or loss or upset occur, it always feels as if time should hold still for a bit until we can gather ourselves and establish our bearings.
And yet, it is because life goes on, and because days cycle into nights and nights into new days again and again that we are able to carry on. It is, in fact, the very wheel of life moving that sustains us, and the momentum that keeps us going in spite of our grief.
Things always get better with time.