It is both a love story, and a story of renovation: the book chronicles my pathological focus on my house particularly fixing its chronic rising damp problem in the wake of my husbands death in October 2004. He was in his mid-40s when he died, and I was only 34 years old. We married a year after falling madly in love, but John passed away one month shy of our first wedding anniversary. The Young Widows Book of Home Improvement tracks the process of drying out both for my house, and for me over my first 18 months as a widow.--Provided by publisher
