My mother in law came to stay after her husband passed. We didn’t plan it. Offered a few weeks. It became months. She was lost. Untethered. I tried to be patient. My husband tried. But honestly it was hard. Three months of someone grieving in your house. Taking up space. Taking up oxygen. I’m not a saint. I got frustrated. One night I went to my husband and said I don’t know how long we can do this. He was quiet. Then he said how long did your parents let you stay when you needed them.