A good death for the person who died, is not necessarily good for those left behind and vice versa. When my wife, Jane, died, she died the good death that she had always wanted. Her death was instant, painless and she was at home. It was also sudden and in many ways completely unexpected and in others totally predictable. I am a Buddhist, but this is not a religious book. This book is both a tribute to Jane’s kindness and compassion for others in life and a record of my grief. What was helpful and what was not. It is full of hope and despair, much like life. I do not believe that any of our grief journeys are the same, but in understanding what others have experienced it can be helpful.