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Sep. 29th, 2006 07:50 pmThis time of year is always a bit difficult. All the introspection and soul-searching prescribed by Judaism make the period between New Year and Atonement ... uncomfortable. I have many regrets from this last year. People I could have done better by. Things I could have done better. Ways I could have dealt with my unreliable health so that it didn't interfere with the lives of others. I am really sorry about the times things have not gone well, when I've lost my temper or been difficult to deal with. I'm sorry for any hurt I've caused: none of it was intentional, believe me.
My apologies are especially strongly meant because of what has just happened. My uncle died this morning. I already miss him. There are things I never got round to saying, running gags that will never quite be completed. I want to turn around and ask him something and wait for that little oneliner that is excruciatingly funny and sums everything up.
At least I have Day of Atonement to help me sort this out. Almost every time I have visited Sydney these last few years, he and I would exchange comments. My comments were just snark, but his were gloriously witty. Politicians were one of our favourite targets, but he had a vast general knowledge and occasionally the exchanges would become surreally historical.
I was planning to see him in November. But in November he won't be there. And I already miss him so very much.
It's the truth of things though - why we sort things out with family and friends and colleagues at this time of year. It may be the only chance we get. So please accept my deepest regrets for anything I've done this past year and may you all have the wonderful year you deserve.
My apologies are especially strongly meant because of what has just happened. My uncle died this morning. I already miss him. There are things I never got round to saying, running gags that will never quite be completed. I want to turn around and ask him something and wait for that little oneliner that is excruciatingly funny and sums everything up.
At least I have Day of Atonement to help me sort this out. Almost every time I have visited Sydney these last few years, he and I would exchange comments. My comments were just snark, but his were gloriously witty. Politicians were one of our favourite targets, but he had a vast general knowledge and occasionally the exchanges would become surreally historical.
I was planning to see him in November. But in November he won't be there. And I already miss him so very much.
It's the truth of things though - why we sort things out with family and friends and colleagues at this time of year. It may be the only chance we get. So please accept my deepest regrets for anything I've done this past year and may you all have the wonderful year you deserve.