My sweet parents were married for fifty years before my mother passed away of cancer last year.
It was entirely hard on my Mom, & he has not yet been able to be his familiar self.
I am not sure if it is depression or just mourning. I try to go over to his apartment at least once a day to make sure he is doing okay & to make him a fine meal. I know he entirely enjoys the company as well. I have tried to convince him to move in with my partner & me, but he is not ready for that yet. I suppose that would make him feel like he is dependent on us. I am a little sad for him because winter time has just hit us, & his boiler is not doing so well. It is not like my Mom to just sit around while something needs to be fixed. He could entirely repair the boiler if he had the motivation to, but he does not. My exhausting partner does not know much about boilers, so he is having trouble figuring out the problem. He has tried to ask my Mom for advice about the boiler, but my Mom just cuts him off & says that there is nothing wrong with the boiler. I went over to his apartment the other day, & it was freezing in there. I looked at the thermostat, & it was only fifty-five degrees in the apartment even though the thermostat was set for seventy-five degrees. My Mom did not seem to even notice. I am just praying that my friend and I can either get him a new boiler soon or find someone to service the boiler that is in his apartment now.