My mother-in-law (who's 76) is always wittering on to me along the lines of " You'll have a heart attack or something out in the mountains and forests and die out there".
I just tell her that I'd rather die out there, among the hills and trees that I love, than in some hospital ward among others destined soon to share my fate. Unfortunately, in this day and age, few of us are afforded this luxury. Nor even to die in our own beds.
A tragedy for the poor guy's family and friends - far more so than for him, and yet this has really upset me. I'm finding it increasingly difficult to deal with things like this.....
I just tell her that I'd rather die out there, among the hills and trees that I love, than in some hospital ward among others destined soon to share my fate. Unfortunately, in this day and age, few of us are afforded this luxury. Nor even to die in our own beds.
A tragedy for the poor guy's family and friends - far more so than for him, and yet this has really upset me. I'm finding it increasingly difficult to deal with things like this.....
