I lost my wife recently in October to stage 4 bone cancer. She had about 2 years from the diagnosis.
I was staying with family in Rochester when on Christmas day sensing that it was going to be emotional, went for a early morning walk to escape those knowing looks
I ended up at Rede Common, sitting on a secluded bench, in absolute despair, head in hands and floods of tears for several minutes.
Unheard of their approach two dog walkers were nearby. They stopped, sat with me and offered me an invitation to their house if I had been on my own. They were so touchingly reassuring. I expected them to have avoided me. Good people still exist
It helped me get through the day when I experienced an all time low