The Books That Carried Me Forward
Posted on November 14, 2026 - by Stephen Panus
In the days and weeks after my sixteen-year-old son, Jake, was killed in the summer of 2020, time lost its structure and any sense of a future had collapsed into something shapeless and irrelevant. There is a particular silence that follows the death of a child. It is not the absence of sound, but the absence of orientation. You no longer know where to stand inside your own life. In those early days, survival was the only measurable goal. Breathing. Standing. Enduring. Reading was the last thing on my mind. Books had always been companions. They were tools for growth […]
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