There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief … And unspeakable love …
Washington Irving
After the death of a beloved, there is no avoiding the overwhelming grief or the tears. In the immediate aftermath, we may be in shock, feel numb or even be in denial about the loss. Although everyone’s timetable is different, eventually we have to acknowledge the loss and how devastated we are. No matter how painful, we must sit with our grief and all that we’ve lost in order to start healing.
At Salt Water, we can help you learn to live with an unbearable loss. We offer ideas, strategies, tools and most importantly, hope that you can survive the death of someone you didn’t think you could live without.
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I Hope
Aimee is a writer, chiropractor, wife, and mother of three, two of whom walk the Earth with her and one who lives in Heaven.
The Light Of Joy
…Maybe death isn’t darkness, after all, but so much light wrapping itself around us. Mary Oliver
The Dotted Line
It’s still possible … to realize that you have always had your life shattered and your heart broken and your faith tested by loving too much and too often and that all along, it was never too much and never too often and that you were never, ever, fully broken. David Whyte
A Soul Lives On
Reba Ferguson‘s daughter, Hannah, was a lively nine-year-old when she was diagnosed with brain cancer, a high risk medulloblastoma, in 2007. The next three years were taken up with painful treatments, hopeful periods of remission, and the nightmare of recurrence, ending in Hannah’s death. Overwhelmed with grief, Reba sought comfort from many sources, including astrology, […]
Spark
I started life in a glass box. I lay alone, barely breathing. Eyelids thin, light stabbing. Body on fire, nerves raw. Beeps piercing my tiny ears. I couldn’t swallow. I couldn’t suck. Tubes down my nose, wires on my skin.
Hardwired For Joy
Joy and sorrow are inseparable … together they come and when one sits alone with you … remember that the other is asleep upon your bed. Kahlil Gibran
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