Loss. Heartache. Things don't go according to plan. When hope is a fleeting whisper, how can a mother of faith deal with tragedy? After 36-year-old Alice lost her son Daniel, she doubted a graveyard could ever offer tranquility. At first, she wanted to run from the cemetery because it symbolized that Daniel, her four-year-old son, was gone. Being at the grave filled her with shame, guilt, and doubt. Gradually, thanks to geese, picnics, helium...