In 2000, the worst of all nightmares came true. My daughter was the victim in a murder-suicide by her boyfriend, a federal agent. After more than twenty years of writing nonfiction about handwriting psychology and mystery fiction, and avoiding writing about this life-changing event, I was compelled to respond to nudges I was getting from Spirit.
 
In this memoir I share the lessons learned over my journey from a restrictive religious cult to the spiritual freedom of knowing there is no death, only life after earth.