I just typed a long message and it vanished 
Someone once told me
" there is no time limit on grief, take all the time you need" this was around the same time other people where infering I should should getting over it by now
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My lovely next door neighbour that for months mowed my grass and took my bins out without being asked.
My friends that would bring food round
The friends that still to this day send a mesaage on the important dates or near just to say a still remember and we are here for you.
The people that offered things not vague if we can do anything and then did them.
Friend that would drive by and see my lights on in the middle of the night and would go and buy milk and biscuits and come and knock.
When I lost my dh, I found things so hard. Such silly things like walking into our local on my own seemed insurmountable. One of dh friends saw me once sat outside trying to pluck up the nerve to walk in. He just came out and opened the door and came and walked in with me. After that he and his friends would do it every time.
The teenage paper boy who had heard about dh and he knew which papers / magazine where for dh when I forgot to cancel them he took it on himself to not deliver them and instead brought me a card and chocolate biscuits. He used to see me out walking my dogs and would always take the time to stop and talk to me often crossing the street to do so. Teenagers get a bad rep but he was so kind.
When I left my Angel sleeping at the hospital I walked down the steps and froze. I could move I desperately wanted to run away or run back in and couldn't do either. I heard this terrible noise someone of breaking apart. I realised it was me I was screaming, Crying, I litterally heard my own heart breaking. This total stranger put his arms around me and just hugged me. He held me as my life feel to pieces and my heart broke. I don't know what it must have taken for a man to hold a random women like that but he just hugged me, standing in the hosptial steps. I didn't know him then and I don't know him now and I never got a chance to say thank you. But whoever he was he did the kindest thing.
The window cleaner that saw my gutterings where blocked and cleaned them for me - i wasn't even on his round.
The one friend that let me be angry I mean really angry I hated dh for leaving me, I hated the man that killed him (driving under the influence) I hated the world I was so angry and other friends would try and keep me calm and say things to try and keep me calm. I would try and act calm and it was eating me up, one day this friend - normally very prim and proper. Said you know what I would be so fucking angry if I was you and I just came bubbling out like larva. I screamed and hit the table and shouted and eventually collapsed into tears but by god I felt such relief that if let it out. She was the one person that would let me be angry.