as it turns out, it's not that difficult

i've been absent for a few weeks. i guess i've been busy making other plans...

my uncle died this week. he was in his 80s and had been suffering from what started as a bout with pneumonia and turned in to serious lung disease. i had visited him 2 days earlier and i could tell his breathing was very laboured. apparently he died peacefully, which was a blessing. when i got the news the next morning, i was very sad, even though i'd been expecting this call. i got off the phone and cried a good cry. this is a big thing for me - i can't remember the last time i really cried; i thought i'd lost that ability. it's good to have it back.

but now, a day or so later, i feel blank. i have a few days before the funeral. and i just feel tired....

i'll post more later...