The Wake-Up Call
Remembering my uncle, Darryl Wayne Roberts, compelled me to examine these questions more deeply. His life, our family's experiences, and the dreams through which I continued to encounter his memory became part of a personal inquiry into the nature of the soul, the unseen world, and the Friends of God.
Grief has a way of stripping life down to its essentials. In the space Darryl left behind, the questions I had carried quietly for years became impossible to ignore.
