Twenty-two years ago, I became part of a club no-one wants to join: the young widows club. My husband, Nick, had died of oesophageal cancer, leaving me with an 18-month-old baby and a toddler. Not long after, I joined a support group
Twenty-two years ago, I became part of a club no-one wants to join: the young widows club. My husband, Nick, had died of oesophageal cancer, leaving me with an 18-month-old baby and a toddler. Not long after, I joined a support group