Election day bitterness

The results appear to be in now, though they are still counting and it looks like a victory for the government. I voted as usual and I'm some what happy to say, for the first time in my life, I actually voted for the side that won.

I wish I could say more than I was 'some what happy' but I can't because the election is not enough to occupy my mind. My mother returned to hospital yesterday and the prognosis is dire. I'm told she may have mere weeks left to live. My brother Philip was with her today and I shall be there tomorrow. I feel numb for there is much to say but so little that can really be said. I dread tomorrow for I know what is going to happen.

And life must go on, and thats half the horror. How does an agnostic say good bye to his mother?

For Philip...

...the pyroclastic flow