Salt Water

"I knew the pain of losing Jimmy would be searing, no matter when or how it happened. But there in the dark, I vow to make it worth the pain. To fight like hell to keep him alive as long as I can. To be present for all those sweet moments of ordinary joy." findyourharbor.com/enough/

"It’s all such a mess— how immaculate the house is now. All I want is you tracking muddy bootprints across my life. Come back, fix this with my missing shoelaces. Why did I care that we were walking on salt? Come home. I will call it the beach." @andreagibson/note/c-237288233" target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener">substack.com/@andreagibson/…

"To join the Parents of Dead Children club is a twisted privilege. An honor you’d happily give up to have your baby back. You are the stuff of other people’s nightmares, yet how much less rich your life would be without these astounding souls." findyourharbor.com/the-club-no-on…

"In that place with no coordinate on anyone’s map but mine, the energy of our shared particles still dancing between us. The meeting point between the mundane and the divine. The place where Jimmy will find me whenever I let that last breath go." findyourharbor.com/the-thin-place/

"Every moment registers, imprinting itself in your memory. Even now, when I think of those two weeks, I remember how rich and full each day felt. The way everything mattered, how I would have given anything for more." findyourharbor.com/stilling-time/

Twelve years on, my brain has finally come to terms with the reality of his death, yet even now I struggle to make sense of it. The here replaced with the no longer. The symmetry of our family forever gone. The missing piece I have tried so hard to find. findyourharbor.com/the-missing-pi…

"This week has been difficult for no particular reason. Well, that's not true– my children are dead. That's the reason." ~ Liane Cooper findyourharbor.com/she-came-anywa…

"Gone child. Ghost child. My beloved boy. Talk to me. Tell me where the dead go. Visit me. Break bread with me. I'll make you what you love. Crab cakes & chocolate chip cookies. I'll even let you lick the spoon ..." findyourharbor.com/ghost-child/

My husband & I got tattoos in honor of our amazing son, Noah. He was always loving & happy & he would want us to stay positive. The SE Victory tattoo is a tribute to his gaming family Smokeless Empire. ~ @mel_griffin_713 💚 Noah Skylar Lear, 7/13/99 - 3/16/16 #tattoosoflove

There is much more to my story and if you are interested in engaging, you can find me on Substack @ Liane Cooper. #tattoosoflove

This art was designed by a very talented friend of ours. We also used this design on her gravestone & have many prints we've given to friends & family. The daisies are a reminder of the community that loves her & holds us.

My daughter's name is Jemma. Jemma means "precious gem." Gemstones are formed in the dark and brought into the light where we can witness their beauty. The thing is, their beauty remains–whether or not they are seen.

The Post-it Notes I have kept since Rory was a little boy. I had one traced to remind me every morning of his love. He was my only child & died in his sleep 4 yrs ago from a genetic heart defect we never knew about. I look at it all the time. ❤️ S x ~ @Sharpar33 #tattoosoflove

Each element of the sleeve will be a canvas of memories, a heartfelt dedication that echoes his spirit and the bond we shared. He will forever be our number 16 ❤️ ~ @Forever15AMF #Forever15 #tattoosoflove

Andrew wasn’t just my son; he was my hero as well as my favourite football player. Before this, I never had a tattoo. He always said he was going to get a full sleeve when he was old enough. This tattoo is the first of a full sleeve that will be entirely dedicated to him.

My son Andrew valiantly battled heart disease from a young age, enduring 2 defibrillator implant surgeries & died on the football pitch at just 15. A committed player for Salvesen Community Football Club & devoted Hearts fan, his love for football was his defining attribute.

“Butterflies can’t see their wings. They can’t see how truly beautiful they are, but everyone else can. People are like that as well.” – Naya Rivera Nicole didn’t think about being beautiful or free. She just was. ~ Kim Peacock #tattoosoflove

But when I thought about Nicole’s life and how extraordinarily free she was, I became determined to follow her example. She loved freely, gave of herself freely and had a beautiful free spirit. Now, in Heaven she is truly free of the confines of this world.

When our daughter Nicole was killed in an accident right after Christmas in 1998, it was a loss so deep I believed I would not survive. That event caused me to feel like a prisoner in my pain. Trapped.