When Bad Things Happen to Good People

My little daughter had a genetic illness that there was no cure for. We had a hope that a procedure called a bone marrow transplant may be able to help her. It was 1988, there were only two places available at this time. Seattle, Washington and Vancouver, B.C. It was all so new. I was terrified, I din’t know how I was going to get through this, I had so many questions that there were no answers for. Someone told me about this book. Rabbi Kushner lost his own son and he speaks of his journey as a father first and then as a Rabbi, a man of God who was faced with an earth shattering truth. His struggle was one that every parent who has ever had to deal with a life and death crisis, no every person, searches for something to make some sense of our tragedy. To find a way to get up every day and take another step. He helped me immensely, I could go on, one day at a time, sometimes, one breath at a time, until my little girl died two years after I read the book. And then it helped me go forward from there. I was lucky enough to meet him a few years later when he came to Nova Scotia to speak. I have given a copy of this book to several people over the years and also to some clergy. I gave another away just last week to a friend whose Grandchild is terminally ill. My loss was twenty three years ago but what bought me here today is that I have just purchased another copy. I still have my original copy, well thumbed and highlighted but I always like to have another just in case. This is an excellent book, if you or someone you love are in pain, you really should buy a copy.

I’ve enjoyed very much this book at the time it’s been helpful for me. It’s been written in an easy and close way and it’s very easy and confortable to read. I recomend it