I remember it vividly. I was in the back yard burning trash, mostly paper. 

My brother and sisters where either home or on their way. The number of people and phone calls and decisions my mom had to make were overwhelming. 

I had never experienced a family death and all the chaos it entails. So, as I’m burning the trash, I feel this overwhelming feeling of grief. And it literally seemed like a dark veil. I used to describe it as a pitch black tunnel. I also remember seeing a light that appeared at what seemed to be the center of darkness.  

Though the grief was most definitely present, I did not feel overwhelmed by it anymore. 

“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness can never extinguish it.” John 1:5 NLT