The beginning of this story was written one year after my son, Andrew, died and all that time I had this driving desire to sit down and write about how we as a family have dealt with the shock, heartbreak, our grief, and the everyday struggle to go on with life as a family. I know others have written books about the death of their child and how they have coped, but it seemed to me that it was years later that their story was told.

I begin now to write this book because I felt it was important for those of you who are newly bereaved, like myself and my family, to hear from someone who is going through the same things you are going through right now, and for whom the chapter does not end.