This time of year can be a joyful one, but also one filled with grief–the kind we have as individuals and that we share as families. The healing process only gets underway when we address that grief. So I thought I would share my story in hopes that it can help all of us to add to that healing.
I used to live what most people would consider an ideal life. I had a loving and handsome husband, three beautiful daughters, and a lucrative and fulfilling career. We lived in a beautiful house, went on many family vacations each year, and generally felt blessed and happy. But everything changed within moments of waking up one haunting morning 10 years ago.