My sweet parents were married for fifty years before our mother passed away of cancer last year.
It was really strenuous on our dad, and she has not yet been able to be her proper self.
I am not sure if it is depression or just mourning. I try to go over to her house at least once a day to make sure she is doing okay and to make him a enjoyable meal. I guess she really likes the company as well. I have tried to convince him to transport in with our hubby and me, although she is not ready for that yet. I think that would make him suppose prefer she is dependent on us. I am a little nervous for him because Winter has just hit us, and her furnace is not doing so well. It is not prefer our dad to just rest around while something needs to be fixed, and she could really repair the furnace if she had the motivation to, although she does not. My awful hubby does not guess much about furnaces, so she is having trouble figuring out the problem. She has tried to ask our dad for advice about the furnace, however our dad just cuts him off and says that there is nothing wrong with the furnace. I went over to her house the other day, and it was chilly in there. I looked at the control unit, and it was only fifty-more than four degrees in the house even though the control unit was set for seventy-more than four degrees. My dad did not seem to even notice. I am just praying that the people I was with and I can either get him a current furnace soon or find someone to repair the furnace that is in her house now.