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Jun. 25th, 2005 03:28 pmCat got hurt. In the middle of something or another, I'm not sure what, she ended up with a punctured kidney. Stephen and I got her out of an army hospital and brought her home to recover. She's pretty much better, now, except for being a little weak. I gather they used some magic on her to heal her wounds, at least as much as they could. I know there wasn't anything I could do to help her, so that tends to support that idea.
But she's home now, and doing fine. Not so the rest of her family, namely Don and Syd, who got beaten up by a mob. I mean... jeeze. What can I possibly say about that? It doesn't surprise me, but it does disgust me. And the war is starting back up again, with Seamus shipping out once more. And Katie is letting the new Rose bartender stay with her while he's away. In some instances I don't understand my sister at all.
Things with Diast are going well. I think I understand why I like her so much, now. Consciously, anyway. Some part of me understood it anyway, you know? She understands the Akashic philosophy -- at least more than I thought anyone ever could, in the terms which I could phrase it. (Cass understands it too, but in the darker sense of Euthanatoic principles. The differences there were enough to plunge our two Traditions into centuries of warfare.) And she loves to fight as much as I do, which in both cases is a little more than our respective organizations see as quite proper. Really, the only thing I could wish for at this point is that she didn't have to be away so much. But she does, it's her job, and I'm not one to gainsay that.
My life isn't going anywhere near how I dreamed it would. That possibility ended when Sashra died. It's... so funny to write her name now, or even to think about her. I try not to. I've done everything I can to let her rest, but I'll always love her. I don't regret any of the decisions I made, when she was alive or after, but I do regret that life brought me along the paths it did. But it's a quiet regret, a wishing, and it doesn't take away from the good things I have now. I have Diast, and Cass and Seamus and Katie, and Nhairis... Cat and Stephen. I'm not sure, right now, who else I trust, but my family and my friends will see me through.
But she's home now, and doing fine. Not so the rest of her family, namely Don and Syd, who got beaten up by a mob. I mean... jeeze. What can I possibly say about that? It doesn't surprise me, but it does disgust me. And the war is starting back up again, with Seamus shipping out once more. And Katie is letting the new Rose bartender stay with her while he's away. In some instances I don't understand my sister at all.
Things with Diast are going well. I think I understand why I like her so much, now. Consciously, anyway. Some part of me understood it anyway, you know? She understands the Akashic philosophy -- at least more than I thought anyone ever could, in the terms which I could phrase it. (Cass understands it too, but in the darker sense of Euthanatoic principles. The differences there were enough to plunge our two Traditions into centuries of warfare.) And she loves to fight as much as I do, which in both cases is a little more than our respective organizations see as quite proper. Really, the only thing I could wish for at this point is that she didn't have to be away so much. But she does, it's her job, and I'm not one to gainsay that.
My life isn't going anywhere near how I dreamed it would. That possibility ended when Sashra died. It's... so funny to write her name now, or even to think about her. I try not to. I've done everything I can to let her rest, but I'll always love her. I don't regret any of the decisions I made, when she was alive or after, but I do regret that life brought me along the paths it did. But it's a quiet regret, a wishing, and it doesn't take away from the good things I have now. I have Diast, and Cass and Seamus and Katie, and Nhairis... Cat and Stephen. I'm not sure, right now, who else I trust, but my family and my friends will see me through.
