Molly Fumia is the mother of seven children and holds a master's degree in theology from the Graduate Theological Union in Berkeley, California. In this touching memoir, she writes about the death of her one-week-old son of a congenital heart condition. Fumia was separated from Jeremy by the doctors who wanted to shield her from pain. Six years later, the author still felt deeply disoriented. The wounds related to the loss of her first son "remained open, unattended, unhealed."

Fumia, who was never allowed to say good-bye to Jeremy, just wants him to forgive her for not being there when he died. The author has peppered this work with quotations from the writings of Elie Wiesel, a Holocaust survivor whose ethic of remembrance has spoken to many victims of loss.

Fumia finally comes to terms with her unresolved grief through a dialogue with Jeremy. She has the following advice for those who have lost children through miscarriage, stillbirth, or infant death: Honor your grief process; you and your child have a real undeniable bond. Remember the past. Know there are others who understand how you feel. Perhaps Fumia's most succinct advice on the grief process is found in the following words: "Imagine the pain to be a reminder only of (your) capacity for love."