I am a mother and grandmother, who has gone through deep grief over the death of my son, at the age of 10, due to a bicycle fall, and my grandson, age 4 months, to SIDS. I wrote about my desire to pound on the gates of Heaven to be let in . . . to be with them . . . . to see my beloved son and grandson again . . . I felt as though I was laying in a heap at the gates, sobbing and begging to no avail. There is no grief like the grief a parent goes through when they lose a child, a grief that feels as though we have been hit by a fast moving train more...
