The death makes her cry. The loss and the loneliness and the fog that’s blocking the future: that’s just some of what makes her cry. You didn’t do it.
Ok, well, maybe you did. You might have kicked it off. You might have blurted out something that was terribly wrong, no matter how well meaning you were. I’m hoping to help you out in the Not Starting The Waterworks department through this blog. Believe me, she’s trying hard to hold it together. She doesn’t want to cry publicly anymore than you want to stand there and watch it.