What do you say when your friend's baby dies? What do you say when her second baby is tragically stillborn? Is there any 'right' way to respond to grief? And when you're the one who's suffering, how do you get through the day? What do you say to the God you follow; the God who could have prevented such tragedy?
Hannah Boland and Cecily Paterson wrote letters to each other for a year after Hannah's second baby's funeral. This candid Christian correspondence is sometimes tragic, sometimes wry and often awkward, but it is also honest, real and hopeful.
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