Thrust into a journey no human is capable of preparing for, nor has there ever been a volunteer aside from the biblical account of mankind's creator. This is a journey impossible to map with no certain direction for a compass to point. Many have been forced to travel this never ending path, all from the same starting point yet no 2 are the same. When a parent loses a child, everything that mother or father ever knew, believed, or was... becomes lost. After the loss of my 3rd child, all that I was died and life was replaced with merely existing. I would like to share my journey as I turned to writing as a light to guide me out of the darkness.