When Char held her youngest child, a son, Andrew Wesley, as a brand-new baby in the hospital, she never dreamed one day she would hold him in his death in a funeral home too. And so began her journey into the valley of deepest darkness as a mother, joining the club of child loss she never wanted to join and having to carry such a deep grief. This is her telling of that journey, having to walk this darkest road of loss she never wanted to walk. The road of grief. She shares her raw days of early grief, sinking yet clinging to her faith in God, believing with desperate hope that He is with her, and He loves her, which He has shown in Jesus, and His love would come and help her to breathe on and rise and walk on, even with the intense pain of a broken heart. This is a story of God helping her to find her way out of the collapse of grief, and to recollect the pieces of her shattered heart and life, though different, and see new life bloom out from death, and God breathe life again to be able to fully live on and love on and have joy even in the sorrow.

In this fifth year, the raw pain of the early days of grief is behind her, but the realization is, she will carry grief all her days as she walks on, carrying the loss of her son, and she will always need the hope of God to travel on this road of loss. The hope that God is with her and His goodness and love will help her to walk on, and He will see her through whatever life may bring ahead until the day He makes all things new and wipes every tear from her eyes and death will be no more; neither will there be sorrow or anguish or crying or pain ever again. So, she walks on to that day when her faith becomes sight.