What do we do with the images of our loved one's last moments? And just like that , news of political corruption, or some other headline, has taken over the airwaves. I live in San Antonio, Tx, less than an hour from the horrendous floods that, only a few short weeks ago, gripped the Nation's attention. While the Nation is moving on, those in central Texas who lost so much may be only beginning to experience the depth of their pain. Some are grieving multiple family members taken all at once, others, their only child, and still others, the center of their lives -  their home. There is so much about what these families are experiencing that is bringing back not only memories of my own loss, but lessons I took away from it. My first husband was a fisherman lost at sea when I was 24 years old.  A month went by before his body was recovered. His Captain's body was never found. The sound of Coast Guard helicopters, the front page news updates of the search, the drowning...there ...