Getting through

So another day has passed. Each day I ask myself how do people that have a tremendous loss continue to live their lives. I truly don't know how it's done. I wouldn't say that I am doing it. I am kind of just muddling through this life I have at the moment. I keep telling myself that there is something left to do or I wouldn't be here. I wouldn't say I have survivors guilt because I didn't face danger and beat it. A disease took my mother's life nothing more, nothing less. I miss here so much. I want to find the strength to be more hopeful of life...until then I will watch the days pass instead of enjoying them.