<p><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 1)">In writing about grief, I hope my story can help parents and loved ones who are struggling with the death of a child. No matter the age, the death of a child seems unnatural. Untimely. It hurts, but you are not alone; the world is full of us. I am here to share my story with you and explain why I had to break my addiction to grief for my child, Alexus.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 1)">&nbsp;</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 1)">After going through the whole ordeal, I told myself that I needed to finalize this process we all call grief. I had to be the mother that my kids needed. I needed to be the strong and courageous woman that God put me on this earth to be-the woman I was before Alexus died.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 1)">&nbsp;</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 1)">I wrote this book with the hopes of helping others understand their own grief and, hopefully, find their way through the concepts that grief has imposed upon us all. In doing so, it helped me with my own process in more ways than I could have imagined.</span></p>