I remember mentioning it at the time William died, but it's an old tradition (fast dying out) here, that when someone dies, the female members of the immediate family, particularly the widow, if it's a man that's died, do not go out anywhere unaccompanied - not even to the corner shop - until after the funeral. It's so that they have some support, if people start sympathising with them in public - or if they just get overcome and start crying. So they won't be left there, alone, in tears in the middle of a shop or street. Of course, our funerals are usually held very much sooner after a death - usually two days, three at most, unless family are travelling a distance. William's funeral was delayed because his children from his first marriage all had to come from the US - he died on a Monday and was buried on the Saturday following - so only five days after his death. But during that time, my daughter, who turned out to be quite a traditionalist, would not let me go anywhere by myself - nor would she let me drive! It got a bit annoying, but was quite nice too. (Wasn't so nice the following week, when I discovered the back brakes on my car had jammed on from the car not being moved! They sheared off when I rocked the car to get it free so I could get to work, and needed replacing, which was a pricey job I could have done without!).
But Bemused, I well remember too, your experience of getting to the door of shops and then "chickening out" and not going in. After so long in the quiet, with William, and not going in among crowds and noise and people moving around quickly - and all the turmoil of emotions at the time - the cacophony of a supermarket was just too overwhelming. Too many people, too much movement, too much busyness, and I felt as if I was suspended in a giant bubble and the world was carrying on all around me, and I wasn't part of it. And people couldn't really see me - it was as if I almost didn't quite exist. Like I was just a shadow. That's new grief and exhaustion, bemused. It passes, very slowly.
I do hope you have someone near to support you at this time. Other than Jess, who I'm sure is doing her doggy best. xx