Can we get another chorus of FUCK CANCER? He was only 56. I’ve known both of them since before they knew each other.
Quartz, a lawn service might be the ticket now, sadly. She has a house she’ll probably have to sell sooner rather than later. Keeping up with everything will be overwhelming.
House cleaning.
Laundry service.
Car detailed.
All kinds of drudgery that she has to try to do along with everything else.
Spa days are for people who have free time.
I’ll be talking to her in the next couple days and will ask her if coming up for the funeral or waiting until later to help her with stuff after that’s over will help her more.
In my experience, funerals are ceremonies that everyone’s there for, but the attention and concern tend to evaporate afterward. I know she’s got some treatments for her own illness coming up, and there’ll be other things to be taken care of as well. I’d rather be useful to her than present for a formal ceremony, but I’ll inquire about how she’s feeling about that.
Yes, stick with her. After my husband died, I was a complete wreck for a year and a moderate wreck for another year. People were surprised that I wasn’t “over it” in about two months. I wanted to keep talking about him but others thought that was wrong and meant I was “stuck” in my grief. Say his name. People stopped saying his name and it made me nuts. I guess they thought it would remind me-- like I could think of anything else. My husband has been gone for 17 years, and I still mention him and quote him just about every day.