Grief begins with an ending. And with that ending, is a beginning we never asked for. We enter a dark tunnel of emotions in which the death of our loved one leaves us, and we grope for some sign of hope. That we’ll survive the pain. That our loved one’s spirit is ok. That there will be some way to live without them in our lives. That the God we believed in before didn’t cause this, either willfully or through neglect. The confusion, on top of everything else, is overwhelming.