Our granddaughter's death was also a tragedy for us, but loss is not new. We had already suffered the loss of a child. Although he did not die, we lost our son to schizophrenia almost 30 years ago, when he was 15 years old. Once attractive, intelligent, and articulate, his change into an unshaven, dirty, irritable, hallucinatory, and delusional boy, estranged from loved ones, caused endless suffering. Like our daughter and her husband, at first we could not talk to anyone or show our grief. We withdrew from our friends.