I apologize already: this will be a boring post. I just want to put down a little history, mostly to help me keep things straight in my mind.



This story starts in 1975, less than a year after I met my husband. In that year, he was in a motor vehicle accident and suffered a number of serious internal injuries. Repairing the damage required that he receive 14 units of blood and as it turns out, one of those units was contaminated with a slow, secretive, but deadly… Continue

My husband died almost three years ago. He was really much too young to die and I was much too young to become a widow but there is usually not too much you can do about these things. My mother-in-law has been a widow for a long time and has many widow-friends and she says that in her experience, three years is kind of a magic number for adjusting to your Changed Life after losing your partner. She is quite an expert on this sort of thing and I trust her judgment. Am I expecting some sort of… Continue