<p>Never did it cross my mind that we would one day bury our child. But death, the cruel thief, came one evening and claimed him. And though the &#39;why&#39; never leaves, hope finds its way through the long, dark night.</p><p>All loss is tragic no matter the circumstances. I shattered when Davis died. Life as I knew it was in many pieces. We all broke that night. Re-entry into a new life follows. It looks and feels very different. There are empty spaces. And horrible scars. But there is also unsurpassed beauty.</p><p>Stay alongside me through this love song for Davis. Feel its mournful yet gentle, encouraging tone. Every page composes a note in the movement of the song. May the music soothe you in your own circumstances and stir in you the desire to pursue the joy of daybreak.</p>