19 September 2006
Things I have learnt in the last week
Spending time on a gorgeous Queensland beach with your loved ones before a funeral is good for the soul.
Dear god, I sob unrelentingly at funerals.
Funerals can be beautiful and moving and truly celebratory when done right.
Breast cancer really really sucks. And is unfair.
When extended family all get together it's lovely and uplifting and makes your insides feel all smooshy.
When extended family all get together it's sometimes a wee bit tense.
There is the moment when everyone young and old holds their breath in unison when it seems a certain relative from the older generation (rough diamond with a heart of gold) is about to learn that a certain relative from the younger generation is gay. Followed by the sweet release of many breaths when it becomes apparent that that little fact is safe for another few years.
There is also the meeting of Youngest Nephew's girlfriend du jour. The last one was A Different Colour. This one is A Single Mother. These facts make certain members of the older generation uncomfortable. This results in members of the younger generation running around in circles trying to ensure she feels welcome.
Grieving families don't have enough vases or freezer space.
A one hour stopover at Sydney airport is immeasurably brightened with wine and good company.