I have told my husband how hard it is for me having an a disorder and have to go through all the stuff as moms executor. Plus the complications cause of moms choices before she died and my brother. The only response I get is. Your. doing a. good job. Everything has complications. Or uh huh when I say how hard this is. And he says it in a normal conversational voice. Like, it's no big deal. The only time he sounds emotional is when he tells me I'm doing a good job.