This book was written after the death of Michael’s 18 year old son. I have been given many books on grief over the years, since I became a widow. They were fine, but I wish I was given this one. I have always known it’s okay to be sad. I am the kind of person who when asked, “How are you?” does not reply, in rote manner, “fine” or “very well, thank you”. I may tell you it’s not my best day or that I am sad. This book does precisely that in simple language that a very young child can understand. Quentin Blake’s artwork is perfection for the topic. The book allows the reader to experience sadness. I think it ends beautifully. Stating that he loves birthday celebrations and candles. The very last phrase is, “Candles, there must be candles”. The picture to go along with that phrase is a depiction of himself. Sitting alone at a table staring at a single candle. I think this is a inference to the fact that light dispels darkness. A person must look for and towards the light and walk through the darkness, the sadness.