Grief in a little book

I made this book about the grief journey I've been on since my youngest son (42 years old) passed away last year...Some days she carries a heavy load...Some days she walks with a quiet companion...All days it is there...There is no THE END to grief...And yet...This she calls to mind: The Lamb in the midst of the throne is her Shepherd, The Shepherd guides her to springs of living water, The Shepherd wipes away every tear from her eyes, Therefore, she has hope...

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