Until the age of forty, I was living my life in a dream; the same dream in which most of us are living our lives. I was content with my life. I was a wife, a mother and a teacher. My life was like a precious crystal ball that contained all my loved ones, my thoughts and beliefs. Then in 2007, my oldest son died, and my crystal ball was shattered. Nothing made sense anymore. I had to slowly piece that crystal ball back together, and when I did, nothing was the same. I no longer had all my loved ones, and I no longer had the same thoughts and beliefs. There are reasons for my son's death. I...
Until the age of forty, I was living my life in a dream; the same dream in which most of us are living our lives. I was content with my life. I was a ...
Does the part of us known as the soul truly exist...if it so, what is a soul? How is physical death and the existence of the soul perceived by the world's five major religions? When our loved one dies a physical death, where does their soul reside? Why does the physical death of a loved one cause us so much pain and suffering? Better yet, is there any way to alleviate that pain and suffering? Following the unexpected death of her son, unanswered questions, such as these, were the catalyst that set one mother off in search of answers. This is the true story of a mother who was propelled on a...
Does the part of us known as the soul truly exist...if it so, what is a soul? How is physical death and the existence of the soul perceived by the wor...