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A long train ride to my family's home and a longer train-ride back, but they're over and the past must be released lest it poison the right now mind. Not a lot to note, I suppose, except that my aunt (a beloved figure and like a second mother) may finally be giving in to cancer: she has a lot of exhaustion and stomach pain. We won't know until later in March, but I think that she thinks the end is near. She seems more resigned than "sad," which is good, I suppose. Despite knowing that death is meaningless (or at least believing that), it is still upsetting. Death comes to all beings, but it still causes great sufferring. For me, I think it is a spur to my practice. If I were a "better" buddhist, I think, it would be less sad. Or at least less painful.
But I am home, and I have loved ones (two- and four-legged), and right now my life is anything but suffering. Glad to be home.