Another long absence from the blog. The Mountain Hut has been drenched in tears as I prepare to say farewell to my brother in law, who is dying of cancer. He's off to a better place, whatever his destination. I feel so sad for my sister and their son, who is only 6. I know how I'd like to feel, and deal with this: serene, understanding, and compassionate. However I'm a red-and-swollen-eyed mess, who hasn't eaten properly in weeks and gets headaches and stomach aches from the stress. Acceptance is hard to find. It's all so unfair.
(edited: ok, "whingeing" is a little harsh. I'll add "sad")