Sunday, May. 18, 2003,At every turn, every time we've moved - when people find out I am a widow , invariably they want to know how he died .
Then that look on people's faces , a mixture of pity , horror and sympathy that immediately changes my possible relationship with them.
But I feel this intrinsic need to tell them what happened ( not in detail of course ) , because this has so fundamentally changed me.
