Since my husband died, I have no one who does nice things like mowing the yard or bringing flowers, unless I pay them. Not even my son. He did have me over for brunch on Mother's Day, first time for that, very nice brunch he cooked for his wife, kids, and a "grass widow" they like. I let him know how much I appreciated it. For those to whom this kind of attention is common, be grateful. when I pay my handyman, or anyone else, I thank God my husband left me with a pension which made this possible. And I thank my husband for leaving me with that. On my own pension from teaching (career cut short by disability) I would not be able to pay a handyman. I do not have any idea where I'd be, as retirement homes would be way beyond my reach. I cry every day for my husband, who died three and a half years ago, and was the only one who loved me after I became an adult. Thanks, Irvin, prince charming of my life.
PS, Irv was old when he died, didn't look like prince charming any more, but if anyone wants to see what he looked like when young ( I met him when he was middle aged) google Prince Guillome of Luxembourg. There are a number of videos of the Luxembourg family, including one of his engagement to Stephanie de Lannoy recently. The whole family is interesting and they have become my midnight hobby when I can't sleep, which is every night now, due to jerking muscles radiating down my legs from my back. An odd hobby but better than the "real" news.