 Every time I sit down to write a book, I think of the same three questions in there. What do I want to see in the world? What do I want to learn about? And what am I most afraid of? And that child loss is the answer to the third. I put in the book as a means of wrapping my head around this fear and taking it on, but also as an extension of losses of pregnancies we'd encountered. Well, we see Ned just digging in a garden for hours and, you know, just burying grief. Was that you?