Hoping For Better

03/29/2005

The east wind stays, and although this brings mainly dry conditions, it is grey and a cold 8 degrees. To say that it is dry is a little misleading as we do, in fact, have some heavy overnight rain; however, this is the best sort of rain as it beats on the windows of the Tower of Glen Trollaigh while we sleep soundly. Sad news from Glen Orchy, where the Kerrs suffer a close family bereavement. Dearest Dottie and I wonder at the closeness of family bonds in the age of diaspora, as we all feel loss so keenly; however, it becomes something of a miracle when family from every corner of the globe are able to join together by phone and e-mail, let alone fast transport from county to continent. When thinking of the loss of loved ones it is best to remember one’s own experiences. Who would believe that we really do not appreciate how much we loved our parents, until we become parents ourselves. How can we come to terms with grief? Perhaps we cannot understand it, except to say it will be part of us. The hope for the future is in our spring weather, the hillsides have a touch of green, the old cherry trees, forsythias, primroses, and daffodils burst with blossom. The soil is warming and hope is with us. Soon summer in all its glory will be regenerating the glen, and leaving the chill of winter far behind. I do hope and believe so. Yours Aye, Archie, The Baron Trollaigh.