I’m so fortunate to have a brother that lives in our same town of Pacific Palisades, California. David is married to a beautiful woman, Margaret, and they have been blessed with two fabulous kids.

Margaret was uneventfully riding out the fourth month of the pregnancy of their third child. Out of nowhere, Margaret’s water broke.

After an agonizing 24 hours, Margaret was told by the doctor that the baby’s heart had stopped; and that she would deliver a stillborn child.

With my brother by her side, she delivered their stillborn child, Elizabeth. Margaret held her tiny baby in her arms.

But in the moment of sadness, of disappointment, of questioning, of spiritual confusion -- Margaret found beauty.

She saw the perfectness of her child; her perfect body, her perfect face - and her serenity. She found joy in the blessing of how this beautiful child shared her short-lived life in the home of her womb.

She saw God in her child - in a moment when others would only find the injustice and cruelty of their maker.

As Joseph Campbell (philosopher, mythologist) believed, “We must find bliss in the sorrow of the day.”

It seems, oddly, in these moments, when we most clearly see the richness, the glory - and the true miracle of life.