I’m so very tired of death. And I’m starting to feel strangely numb to it, but that’s mostly because no one actually close ot me has died… just people close to Adam and his family, or close to close friends of ours.
Since late December there have been five deaths of people we know. Four of them were of cancer. Most of them were people in their fifties or so, except Adam’s grandfather.
This whole year has just been a series of funerals, wakes, and shiva houses. I feel bad for the whole family, since I’m pretty disconnected from most of it beyond having sympathy… but I think we’re all getting worn out and tired and sad, and I sincerely hope that karma is real because this family, this home is long overdue for some good things to happen to them. I feel so very helpless.