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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Left In The Dark

I told her I did not want her to go. When she asked me why, I answered, “Because I am afraid you will not come back.”

Brandon wearing a Jimi Hendrix long sleeve t-shirt and baseball cap with the word Columbia on it

8 Months

During the first year after losing my 20 year old son Brandon (who had the brightest smile, perfect dimples, the hardiest laugh and gave the best hugs), I learned a lot. A lot about myself, about people, about God, about death, about grief, about Brandon himself and also about life. These unwanted enlightenments or lessons […]

Margo and Jimmy in front of the shed at Fair Oaks Preschool. There are flowers on the table to their left. Jimmy is standing and wearing the top to his Spiderman pajamas; Margo is sitting on a green chair behind him wearing a white shirt

The Quiet Moments

I want to live my life so that my nights are not full of regrets. D.H. Lawrence

Nancy wearing a blue jacket and light blue t-shirt crouching down next to her son Jacob who's wearing a blue jacket and blue baseball cap

For Jacob (May 21, 1998 – January 16, 2009)

I have been stymied for the past few days, trying to write a note to a dear friend, yet completely at a loss for what to say. What do you say to a mother who has lost her child to cancer? What can you say to ease a pain so great, so unfair, so wrong that you can’t even comprehend it?

Harmony, a black and white Boston terrier

You Came Home Today

You came home today, but not in the way I wanted or remembered. You passed from this life into the next, and I went to the doctor’s office to pick up your ashes — what’s left of what I love to hold, smell, lay next to and be around.

Margo is wearing a floral print shirt. She's sitting on the couch holding a four day old Jimmy against her chest. Jimmy is wrapped in a white blanket. Dan is sitting next to Margo wearing a green shirt and is reaching out to touch Jimmy's nose

I Remember You

“I carry you with me into the world, into the smell of rain and the words that dance between people. And for me, it will always be this way, walking into the light, remembering being alive together.” Brian Andreas, StoryPeople

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