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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A Box Full Of Darkness

Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this, too, was a gift. Mary Oliver

Glass plate with hummingbird on it made by Laura's father. The hummingbird has an orange head, turquoise body and shimmery blue wings

Gone Too Soon

Laura lost both her parents and a dear friend suddenly and unexpectedly.

Jordan and Bambi barbecuing on the back deck. Jordan is bald wearing a gray tshirt and black shorts. His back is to us and he's holding a tool. Bambi is on the right wearing a white tshirt with a black shorts. Beyond them is a grove of trees

It’s The Everyday Things

When you have lost a child, there are many memories that circle in your mind, hear and soul every second of every day. Some that bring a slight smile to your face and some that bring a tear to your eye. When a mother misses her child, that feeling also floats through your mind, heart and soul every second of every day.

Man's silver razor lying on top of a small green circular container. Sitting next to it is a shaving cream brush with a silver handle

ALS: Early Symptoms

Shirtless, he shaves at the upstairs sink,
dips the brush, stirs the cup. The rind
of shaving soap softens to a luscious
froth.

Broken Holy Warrior

She reckoned happy meant no more more breaths of terror beltin’ ya in the face and no more chasin’ mama’s car as though she’ll stop this time 40 some years on down the road. Stop. See her. Find her worth keepin’ safe.

Beach in New Zealand at sunset. The beach is dark blue, the ocean is blue with waves of dark blue. There's a dock on the left side. The clouds are dark blue with patches of orange and some blue sky above them

One. There Is No Heartbeat.

My husband and I decided to move from Australia to New Zealand. We’d been married almost three years and were living life to the fullest. I was meeting so many new friends and people from all around the world and feeling free and young. I had been working so hard in my new job that I didn’t realize I was about two weeks late.

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