We all carry wounds, wether we talk about them or not. Some are visible to the world – the death of one we love; sickness; divorce. Some are invisible and silent – addiction; miscarriage; abuse; the loss of our own identity; the absence of a reason for living. Many of us carry them alone, and too many of us ignore them. But what if the path to healing is found by entering deeply into the acknowledgement and mourning of these wounds? What if this is what sets us free? Since he never asked…