On February 23, 1986, Tony, our only child, took his life two months before his 19th birthday.
Nothing in this world prepares you for the unimaginable pain and grief of losing your child, especially when that loss is so sudden. My husband, Jack, the author of this book, coped with our loss in the only way he knew how—by putting pen to paper. He poured out his grief and despair in a series of letters to his father, and then continued to write over the next two years, accumulating more and more pages, revising along the way. Then he buried his manuscript, and tried to move on. While he shared all of his writing with me, once he buried it, I thought it was gone for good. He never told me he had kept all of the previous incarnations.”
This is how Pat Graham begins the story of her son’s tragic death and the months and years that followed. When she uncovered her late husband’s manuscript, she knew she had to share it with the world.
This honest recounting of a family tragedy will inspire and offer hope to all who grieve for those they lost.