Treasure Island

Eric Cockrell


Drunk On Grieving


we get so drunk
in our own personal grieving:

lost loves, lost family members,
lost jobs, lost houses, lost dreams....

we forget thet grieving
is a part of the human condition....

and most important, we
are a part of the human condition!

that which hurts one hurts all.
healing is a joint endeavor!

Submitted: Saturday, October 08, 2011
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  • Hans Vr (10/8/2011 9:26:00 AM)

    Another of your pearls of wisdom, Eric.
    Sometimes we do not want to release our grief
    If we manage to count our blessings
    If we manage to forgive
    Bitterness of grief tends to go and sweet memories remain (Report) Reply

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