You never know where life is going to take you. The last time I was here just a few days after my 58th birthday. Life seemed "normal" then. Although my boyfriend and my sister-in-law had just lost someone so important in their lives, I believed that I could help them both through their grief. Little did I know, that I was only preparing myself for some of the hardest things I was about to encounter. All the great advice I gave them, all the positive things I knew to say, all of those things escape me now. On August 11, 2014 the first man that I ever loved passed away. My Daddy. Life has been so difficult with him gone and I had so many questions for God. All the whys just didn't seem to get answered. Then 3 days before Christmas, on December 22, 2014, the most horrible tragedy happened. My son called me to tell me he had found his son, my 17 year old grandson dead. ...