My dad died from a short but brutal terminal illness 4 years ago. My lovely stepmum has been heartbroken ever since. She doesn’t have children of her own, and whilst her family don’t live close, she visits them often. I live abroad.
She’s had her ups and downs over the years and I’d say it’s been a very slow process for her to grieve. Not that there’s a time limit…..
But she’s just crashed recently. I think she’s come to the realization that “this is it”. She’s been amazing at putting one foot in front of the other and seeing friends and family, but she’s definitely been existing rather than living…. and whilst the lockdowns were difficult (she’s a very anxious person), I think at least she felt that everyone was in the same boat and everyone was isolated, not just her.
And now things are “back to normal” I think she just feels so alone. Lonely and alone. She’s been crying a lot and is really struggling.
She’s tired of being on her own, the house is too big and overwhelms her, all my dads stuff is there still, and she’s 4 years older now…. My dad did all the doing and “responsible” stuff, so she’s like a lost child tbh. She is desperate for someone to scoop her up and look after her.
I do what I can (from abroad and when I visit) but am obviously limited. Plus also I know I can’t fill her void, and nor should I really have to. I know her grief is not my responsibility…Until recently, she’s rejected all ideas of counseling or joining a local widows group (though is beginning to come round to the idea of both of these), and it’s been difficult to discuss the house as she’s just been paralyzed by being overwhelmed yet refuses to accept help, and even gentle encouragement is batted away. I’ve even suggested that finding a “companion” (not necessarily romantic) could possibly be a good thing.
I suppose we have to just give her time and be there, right? It’s just so sad and heartbreaking to watch her struggle and know that you can’t really help, and yet she’s not really helping herself either. We are very different people, I’m fiercely independent and she’s pretty dependent, so I am also frustrated a lot (though am careful to not show this to her). And over 4 years in, I don’t feel able to be pulled back into raw grief. I know it’s not that long, but all of a sudden it feels like we’ve been catapulted back to the early days and I think it makes her feel even lonelier to know we’re at different points on our grief journey.
I think I just need to get this off my chest as I’m not sure what can actually be done.