Friday, November 25, 2005

 

Death

Our friends Si and D lost a friend this week to a traffic accident. And the father of one of my mother-in-law's best friends also died in tragic circumstances. And death, as you'll see from Si's blog, is a difficult thing to deal with. I really don't want to use this blog to try to counsel anyone (we hope to see Si, D and Morgan tomorrow, and although blogs are good for lots of stuff, this isn't one of them), but on the other hand, I want to endorse Si's view: things just move out of our control. He's also right in that he's a giver. And if God allows us to take joy in giving, then that's not selfish: it's living His will, which is the best we can hope for.

We'd met Si's friends a few times, and although we certainly didn't know them well, we knew how fond of them Si and D are. All we can do is support - as in the case of Moo's mum's friend - and I'd like to emphasise how strange - truly strange - grief is. It's out of our control, and that's fine, too.

It's feeling like I'm writing unhelpful nothingness, so I'm going to leave it there. We're off to my work Christmas party in Cambridge tonight, and leaving Jo for our first night out without her since she was born. The snow's not materialised (well, we had a few flurries, but that's all), so there's no problem in getting there, and we expect Carolyn (our nanny and tonight's baby-sitter) a little before we head off. I'm driving: partly because Moo did last time (she was very pregnant with Jo last year and though she could just about get behind the steering wheel, had no interest in drinking), partly because I'm on support duty, and partly just because.

Jo's being a star today: listening to Elvis (which she likes a lot), babbling lots and being mystified at why Moo's taken her outside into the cold air a couple of times to look at small amounts of white stuff falling from the sky.


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