I started this book or writing to help Kathy and I deal with our grief in the loss our little granddaughter and the near loss of our daughter. I thought reliving the events would somehow help us cope with all the emotions one experiences during times when life hurts the most. For Kathy, it was a painful process. She would help me with certain events but could not review the writing. Reliving it was too painful for her. As for me, reliving those twelve days and the months after provided a stream for my tears to flow out of me and into the river of God’s peace. In the early hours of the day, while sitting in my study I would write while the tears ran down my face. These tears were to me like small drops of rain God was sprinkling on me to wash away my sorrow. Some mornings I would feel that he too was crying with me, his tears were also running down my face. It was his tears that washed away my sorrow, my grief and replaced it with his love and his peace. His love for you and me is stronger than anything this world can throw at us. I learned many things during these days of remembrance. The one thing I learned that stands out the most is that God’s hold on us is the strongest when life hurts the most. He never lets go. Our faith allows us to hold onto him while he is firmly holding onto us. He is most capable to hold on to my family and to yours in the palm of his righteous right hand.