There is no time limit on grief. It is no exaggeration when I say that I think of my Dad every single day. I honestly could not definitively say that one single conscious hour passes without thinking of Him. Maybe that sounds mad. Maybe I am mad. But I am convinced it is a prerequisite of all imaginative and creative people to be at least a little mad. When tragedy strikes, we are shown the preciousness and fragility of life. For anyone wounded from losing a loved one, this is a story about finding new life in the aftermath of loss. This is your guide to grief; to turn pain into passion, and passion into purpose.
Allow me to tell you a story—a story of a legendary Man, a tragic loss, and how I learned not just to live with it, but to find new life in it.
