These poems reflect the many stages that I went through during my husband’s illness, death and the first years after his death. Each time I sat down to write I was in a different stage of the healing process. I didn’t know this at the time, but I did know that this was God’s way of helping me to get through each day. As I wrote each poem, I was learning how to live in a world without the one person who made me feel complete. Five years later, I think I have learned many of the lessons that God was trying to teach me as I questioned why my husband had to be so sick and why he had to die when I needed him so much.