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.

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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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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

Remember The Siblings

What about the siblings of the deceased? We forget about them. And I’m sorry.

Margo, Molly, Jimmy sitting on a low stone wall in front of a fort in Florida. Margo is wearing a light blue tank top, white LIVESTRONG hat, sunglasses and wearing a backback. Molly is wearing a blue swim shirt with orange and white sleeve and blue basketball shorts. Jimmy is wearing a red Stanford hat with sunglasses perched on the brim, a white t-shirt with turquoise writing and black basketball shorts

Too Busy For Joy

Joy is a mystery because it can happen anywhere, anytime, even under the most unpromising circumstances, even in the midst of suffering, with tears in its eyes. Frederick Buechner

The beach near San Francisco. The sky and white clouds are reflecting off the water with rock outcroppings rising in the distance

Finding Your Way

“I lost a child,” she said. “I thought I wouldn’t live through it. But you do. You learn to love the place somebody leaves behind for you.” Prodigal Summer, Barbara Kingsolver

Brenden in a teal jacket, next to his dad. Annicka and Julie are sitting below them on the same boulder with trees and a mountain in the background

Broken Can Be Fixed

When I was told my son was dead–I crumbled inside. I was completely broken and a mess for a long time. How could this be true?

Two large boulders in the ocean close to the shoreline. The sun is just above the horizon casting a pink and blue cast on the water and an orange band in the sky with blue above it

Second Chances

… we who have had our travel plans disrupted and rerouted via the valley, we recognise each other. even from far off. even in our silence, we can tell who colours beyond the rules and the walls, and all over the straight lines that keep us from seeing the light inside each other. Liezel Graham

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