It’s said to be one of the worst things that can happen to a person: experiencing the death of a child.

It’s said to be one of the worst things that can happen to a person: experiencing the death of a child.

There’s a story behind each child lost. My unhappy journey began in 2009, when my oldest son Charlie, 23, died of pneumonia.

When you have a child for the first time, it’s nearly impossible to describe to others what it’s like if they haven’t had a child; likewise, it’s much the same losing a child – it’s hard to relate the feelings to anyone who hasn’t gone through it, it’s devastating to say the least.

There are some strategies for coping that can bring some comfort and healing, I started to paint ceramics I purchased off of the Internet. Painting soothes my soul, it’s therapeutic. Reach back into your childhood, find those old coloring books and color, find ways to add a sense of joy to your inner self.

Finding your way through grief it’s a process and it’s important to never lose faith, if you’ve lost a child, you should know that though they’ve passed away, they are not gone. Your child lives in your very soul and heart, this is very important to keep in mind as you journey through the grief paths.

I firmly believe in the message of hope, and having courage, going back to your roots, family history, finding that faith leads us to a much richer life after losing loved ones, or when having a life crisis.

I had to get my life back after losing my oldest son, to find myself again over the loss of Charlie. I found in my writing the pathway to inspire people, never to give up hope, life does go on, find your outlet like I have through painting, talk to people who are going through what you are. Most important share your feelings with family and friends, don’t let yourself be overwhelmed.

As I continue to write my series of novels, I’ve wish to share with you two more questions I was asked in my radio interviews about my book Beyond Life:

Do you believe in life after death? Yes, I do, it’s all about having faith and knowing that even though we might not be in the physical sense, we are always with family in heart and spirit.

How has this experience of Charlie’s death affected your life? Life isn’t the same, but I know he is at peace, always with me by my side where ever I might go, he continues with me on this new life’s journey.

Readers, please know with the help of family and friends, anything is possible and with love and support both will help you carry on in life. Promise me you will Never ever lose hope!