Grief doesn’t come with a manual. No one prepares you for the fog that sets in, the way time warps, or how strange it feels to make flower arrangements for your mom when you know she hated flowers. This isn’t a book filled with platitudes or steps to “move on.” This is the story of what happened after the bottom fell out—when I lost my mom and, with her, the version of life I thought I understood. Grace Through Grief is a raw, honest walk through the messiness of loss and what God began to reveal to me in the middle of it. Each chapter unfolds a different side of God—not as a concept, but as someone I encountered in the worst moments of my life. I didn’t just learn that God heals. I met Jehovah Rapha. I didn’t just hope that God provides. I lived it with Jehovah Jireh. Through the names of God in Hebrew, I found His character showing up in ways I never expected: in the stillness, the anger, the unanswered questions, and even the planning of a funeral. This is about the God who stays—even when the world falls apart. The God who sanctifies us in suffering, walks with us through the fog, and gives us new eyes to see again. If you’re grieving, questioning, trying to breathe through the ache—or walking alongside someone who is—this book is for you. There’s no neat ending here. Just a sacred unfolding. And a quiet reminder that grief isn’t the end of your story. It might just be the place where God begins to reveal Himself most.