When they tell us that our loved one ""is dead," we are unable to interpret the words. When my husband died, he squeezed my hand as though to say everything will be all right. But not for us. It is far from all right for those left behind. No, it is a period of endless denial, fear and panic. This book is an effort to walk with you as we travel through the long night. If we share our doubts and fears, if we build upon each step forward and hold out a hand to one another as we stumble, surely we will walk through the darkness to the light...from despair to hope. It is a very long walk through...
When they tell us that our loved one ""is dead," we are unable to interpret the words. When my husband died, he squeezed my hand as though to say ever...
