Thursday, October 14, 2010
The ebb and flow
This week has ended with the funeral of my dear friend's father. And although I didn't really know him, in the witnessing of mourning I too, am filled with sadness. It seems impossible to fill a blog with the details of our small Irish life in the face of woe. But out of respect, how am I to write of the final mass,? or the infamous Irish wake, lasting days, requiring so much energy from the immediate family to face a house continuously filled to the brim with visitors? An Irish funeral may be a community event... but it is not for tourists. I shall leave my blog for another day.