Some might argue that it is strange to want to explore what happens to us after we die. And their argument might be correct. It is kind of strange, but…
After he died I immersed myself in every book I could find that talked about where we go when we die. Every free moment I found where my little girls…
I am afraid to leave. How can I go? I don’t even know that I want to go. Things are not bad, just not ideal. What about the kids? I…
