Being a Grown Up - Sometimes it's Hard

I've been a bit quiet lately because we're away, and although some things carry on regardless, like the dreaded Gaelic tutorials, other things, like the blog, tend to fall by the wayside.

We're in Glasgow for a Special Event on Thursday and had originally planned to come south for it yesterday, but life changed our minds for us and we drove down here last Thursday.

This was because a very good, and long standing friend of ours had recently been admitted to a Hospice in the north of England. When she first went there she was very very ill and not expcted to live much longer. Since this development followed very quickly on her diagnosis of being terminally ill I was left with the prospect of not being able to do anything bar turn up and her funeral and cry.

However as it turned out once she was in the hospice she rallied somewhat and so we decided to come south as soon as we could, which was the day after my optometrist's appointment, and we made tentative arrangements to go and see her last Friday.

Which we did, and it was a really good visit. We chatted and laughed and reminisced and she was still the same lovely person that she always was. The only hard part was the end, because never before have I said Goodbye to someone, even those in a similar situation to hers, and known without doubt that it was the last time I would ever see them alive.

If I thought it would do any good I would rail against the universe over the fact that my friend is dying and she's too young, and too nice, and too good and many of us aren't ready to let her go; but it would do no good at all. The only thing you can do in these circumstances is Be a Grown Up and face up to what's happening, and concentrate on what you can do for the other person, if anything, however small. And that's what we did.

But you know sometimes being a grown up is just really really hard.