Nine months after the funeral, things begin to settle down a bit. The memories of the crisis itself begin to fade. You begin to worry that your memories of your daughter will grow dim. But then God intervenes and does something about it. My wife has been on a major house cleaning kick in preparation for household renovations. This included cleaning out Christy’s closet. The purple girl was, like her grandmother, a collector of ‘stuff’ all kinds of stuff. But... Read more










