I Desperately Loved My Husband

It Has Always Been My Concern To Touch People With Leprosy, Trying To Show In A Simple Action That They Are Not Reviled, Nor Are We Repulsed.

I Love To Hold People's Hands When I Visit Hospitals, Even Though They Are Shocked Because They Haven't Experienced Anything Like It Before, But To Me It Is A Normal Thing To Do.

I've Got What My Mother's Got - However Bloody You Are Feeling You Can Put On The Most Amazing Show Of Happiness.

My Husband Asked For The Separation And I Supported It. We Had Struggled To Keep It Going, But Obviously We'd Both Run Out Of Steam.

The Press Is Ferocious. It Forgives Nothing, It Only Hunts For Mistakes . . . In My Position Anyone Sane Would Have Left A Long Time Ago.