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This book is about the road of grief I traveled when my only son died. The death of my son struck me down in a place where I had never been before, and it left a deep, gut-wrenching wound that had to have time to heal. My son left to go to his eternal home, and I was left to bear my sorrow. However, God, in his abundant mercy, came to me. He gave miracles to me that blew me away. On days that I knew I could not go on he carried me, spoke to me, rocked me, sent help to me, and visited me. Oh, yes, he did. The road was not one I wanted to be on, but it was the one I was on. The road was rocky, yet the road was strewn with compassion, love, and joy. I did not travel it alone. God, the Father, Jesus the Son, and the Great Holy Spirit were right there on that road with me.