Lost then Found

Lost then Found

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How do you move on from a death? Especially a child's death? Eric and Alli don't know what to do. After losing their first child in childbirth, Alli and Eric are now stuck. They are devastated, and do not know how to help themselves, much less one another. Both have their own demons from the past that keep them from supporting the other in this time of need. So it makes sense that they would drift apart. And they do. The dreaded D word, Divorce, is thrown out in the open, as both question if this marriage will survive this. One small problem: they are both still madly in love with the other, and want to be with each other. They want their marriage to work, but they don't know where to begin to fix this bump in the road. With the help of their family, friends, and themselves, maybe they can learn to move on from this tragic misfortune. Maybe, they will go from Lost, to Found.
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