I don't know if this will help....or if it's a case of TMI..but I thought I'd share this with you. I lost my daughter 23 years ago. My older son was in kindergarden at the time. We were new to the area. I can't tell you how incredibly kind the mom's in my son's class were to me. They didn't know me very long. we only met for the first time in September of that school year. My daughter passed away later in June, after unsuccessful open heart surgery. We came to know one another as mom's do waiting for the kids in the afternoon, and participating in various classroom activities for the older kids. All of the mom's came to her funeral..even my son's teacher came. I was very surprised to see such a sign of support.
We used to have coffee or lunch at one another's homes. I thought that might stop when I didn't have my daughter to bring along with me..as they all had younger ones as well. Nope...they wouldn't have it. In fact, they had me more involved with PTA and the classroom activities then I ever would have done on my own. They let me talk when I had the need and they listened. These women who hardly knew me, and were under no obligation to bare my grief along with me. They could have walked away. They could have sent a card, and walked away..but they didn't.
I made two very good friends back then..that I still have today. They came into my life when I needed them most. Very often the people closests to you are also grieving ..and while they may want to be of comfort to you, it's a reflection of your own pain you see in their eyes. It's very difficult. Other's just can't deal with it at all..(as if it's something catching..and they're afraid)..and they fade away.
I'm happy to say that two of the women who helped me back then are still very much a part of my life. They have never forgotten my daughter, and will always remember her birthday, or the anniversary of the day of her death. After so much time..it's seldom that anyone remembers...or those that do, hesitate to say anything. As if you don't think of your child everyday anyway. You don't put a child in the ground and walk away from that un-changed. It's not something you ever get over..but something that if you are lucky enough..you learn to live with. It becomes a part of who you are.
My one friend has had some very tough times in recent years,..and she told me recently that I was the one who got her through them. She told me that whenever she was feeling sorry for herself, she would drive past my house..and tell herself, that if I was able to get through my daughters death..that she could deal with her situation. (divorce..after a very long marriage). So you see...sometimes that hand you extend today, may be something that develops into a lifetime friendship.
Or..it may just be a life line that that person needs for that very moment. Either way your kindness will be appreciated.
By all means...call, send a card..drop off a meal. Ask her out for coffee one day. You sound like a very thoughful, kind person...they can use that right now.