A call from a friend whose wife passed away

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My friend’s wife passed away from breast cancer, leaving behind a young child.
Cool.
If you don’t know what to do, your friend will call you and say ‘Help me’.
I came and ran to get it, and when I saw the room, my eyebrows were filled with tears.
There are notes left by my wife here and there.
‘The milk is so warm that it touches your cheek.
‘If you cry, let me hug your doll.’
The decisive thing is
‘If you get tired, ask someone to help you, I’m sorry.’