Anybody could, in a time of tragedy, run away from what they are really feeling. It doesn't take much character to hide from whats actually going on and play childish Highschool games. It doesn't take any balls to hide behind a computer screen and spit out nasty words.
It does take one hell of a pair to act like an adult, when all you want to do scream and play games back. I may be a sad grieving widow, but I will tell you one thing, I'm as tough as nails. Correct me if I am wrong, but it takes a "tougher" person to walk away gracefully with my head held high.
Besides, I have something better on my side. My husband in heaven who is seeing all of this.