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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Grief During A Pandemic
At the age of 37, Lauren lost her best friend when her mom passed away from Leukemia. Lauren’s grief is so strong that it even follows her to 30K feet in the sky as a Flight Attendant, which is how she came up with her blog name. Lauren is trying to find balance between her […]
Finding Meaning When Your Only Child Dies
How to describe myself? Before, I would have said I am a mother, wife, occupational therapist. But my only child died in May 2019, so I guess I am first and foremost a childless mother. My husband and I got married in September 2006, and just over a year later, in October 2007, our beautiful […]
Christmas Survival
I lost my oldest brother Rudy in December 2016. It was sudden and still to this day, a shock. Sudden death or “out of order” deaths are harder to deal with, in my opinion. I have lost people to cancer, old age, other health issues, but nothing has ever compared to how we lost Rudy. […]
Each Time I Do
I was four when my first cat died. “She died of cat fever,” my mom told me. For years I pictured Tinkerbell, her body writhing and aching in pain under the grasp of a sweltering fever, wondering if the same could happen to me.
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