Readers, please enjoy this guest blog post by Dr. Kenneth J. Doka, author of the new When We Die.
A number of years ago, a good friend died the day before his son's (my godson's) fourth birthday. As he lay dying, he asked me to promise to look out for his son. It was a promise I readily kept; as he grew, we helped him with school projects and clothes. We sent him to sports camps and brought him along on family vacations.
On one vacation in the Bahamas, my godson was having the time of his life—snorkeling, swimming, and jet skiing. One night, as I walked on the beach alone, I had an incredible experience. I can only describe it by saying that it felt like every cell in my body