Chapter three of Borrowed Angel is a heavy chapter to share. I feel my fingers hesitant as I type these words, preparing to make the most heart-wrenching experience of my life public. Entitled, “That Morning,” chapter three describes what it was like for Dan and me when we found Ty in his nursery. I debated whether or not I should share a different chapter first . . . but feedback from family members has confirmed to me what I have felt: that this chapter invites you, the reader, into this emotional world of grief and loss . . . so that you might better understand my ultimate goal of sharing hope and joy. In a sense, it allows you to “taste the bitter” so that you might appreciate the sweet.