The true story of the lives changed by a miracle child. The author uses humor and personal insight to guide readers through a story of love, loss, and healing, demonstrating what it means to live an inspired life. Through her own experiences, she inspires others to live each day beautifully and spiritually. Too Precious For Earth can show us all the pathway to living an enlightened life.

REVIEW

"Too Precious for Earth" is not an easy read. However, I imagine most that will read this story do so out of a desire to connect with others who have shared similar experiences. Mrs. Maddocks has sought to find a purpose for Connor's short life. In so doing, she and her family have grown stronger giving of their time for many volunteer purposes to make the world a better place. She believes that this desire to help others comes from her experiences with the loss of her son. Mrs. Maddocks will continue to help others through the story of Connor's life. "Too Precious for Earth" is a supportive read for those in the midst of their grief from the loss of a child, for she provides hope that happier days will come again even when things look so very bleak. May others find comfort in the beautiful and honest words of Amy Maddocks

Reviewed by: Marissa Libbit for Reader Views
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EXCERPT

I sat down on my bed, exhausted after another long day of emptiness. What to do now? I picked up the journal I had bought a few nights previous, toying with the cover. On it was a picture of Christ, holding a baby boy and helping a young girl over some treacherous rocks. I hadn’t known why this particular cover attracted my attention at the time. Now I understood why. It held more meaning for me than I could have ever thought possible. Looking at the picture, I felt a sudden surge of anger wash over me, and I threw it on my bed. Another time, I thought to myself. But then, I realized all I had was time—a whole lot of worthless, useless, unwanted time. So I picked the journal back up again, opened to the first page and began to write . . .