Many years ago I was drawn to read The Hiding Place. The name Corrie caught my
attention. I lost a daughter in 1983. Her name was Corie. After reading her story, I decided if
one woman could lose her whole family and survive, I could survive losing Corie. It was the
beginning of my grief work. It took me 15 years to heal and give up my Corie to God. When I was
at my saddest, I would pray that God end my life. I am so glad that prayer was not answered.
From her death came an empathy I might not have had with my students. I have three children and
eight grandchildren now. They are my blessings. I am so glad that god did not answer that
prayer. God is all knowing. God is good.