My DH lost his DM to bastard cancer nearly 18 months ago. I guess I have a three pronged problem:
DH was not close to his mum and blames everyone including her and his DS for that, perhaps a little unfairly because he often avoided trying to rebuild a relationship after years of neglecting it because he rigidly treats people as he perceives that they treat him and will never make the first move to reconcile or extend an olive branch. Since her death he has struggled to grieve, preferring to shut all his emotions away and stamp on them whenever they sneak through his guard. To my eyes this is making him very sad but perhaps more manageably so than unpacking all of it. There isn't a right way to grieve but it is hard to watch him struggle and not be able to help him because he cannot articulate any of it.
The second prong is his DS, who I have grown closer to since their DM's death. She is just beginning the journey of grief I suppose, after spending 18 months trying desperately to keep her head above water and keep ahead of it. She was profoundly close to her DM and has in some ways taken her loss the hardest. She has sought help from Maggie centre, who have basically shown her how to go on living. In a way she needs her brother, she needs her father (who is much like my DH, unable to process any of his grief for fear of being swallowed whole by it), but cannot get them to engage with her.
The third prong is my FIL, their father and the husband of DMIL. He is very very lonely and although he goes to the Maggie Centre and works hard to overcome much of how he feels, he has repeatedly taken his loss out on his children. He loses his temper with them, resulting in huge fights, he has lost the facility to listen to them or ask questions of their lives, resulting in a slow alienation, peppered with huge ballistic rows which leave them all shellshocked and disinclined to come together and carry their loss as a family. Both of his children feel he ought to be a parent rather than an angry burden for them both the bear, I don't know where I stand on that, only that my heart bleeds for all three of them.
I don't really know what I hope to come from this thread. I am looking at 3 people I love, knowing I can't do any of it for them, knowing there isn't a right or a wrong way to grieve, but feeling fundamentally that I ought to do something to help or ease them. I have lost people I am close to, but never a parent or a spouse, so I can only begin to imagine the magnitude of their loss. I don't want to meddle and I don't want to lumber them with my grief (which stems mostly from the changes in DH since his DM's terminal diagnosis)
Fuck it, what I need is a handhold, the loan of a grip and possibly a cup of tea.