A new identity

I had a hard day today. A hot, new product was introduced today by the company my husband worked for. All week, commentators and newspapers have been talking about the item. My husband loved, loved, loved writing software and being the first to have the new gadgets. And I was so proud of him for the work he did. Our family was always in-the-know on the products the company introduced. Everyone asked for advice (and discounts) on the newest stuff.

But who am I now? I'm not Mrs. Married-to-Somebody-Important. I'm Mrs. Widow: Looking for a New Identity.