Whenever something dark happens in my family or to myself I’ve had a lot of joy out of reading John O’Donohue; joy and strength and wisdom, all bundled. I got his first book – Anam Cara – as a gift from a man I had barely met, right in 2005 some weeks after I had been hospitalized with rampant anxiety. He sent it by snail mail, saying he felt I should have it. One of those small miracles. The book was my strength and you have to read it to understand why.