A brilliant and insightful account of dealing with trauma and the sanctity of mountains in wilderness that helps some of us deal with trauma and tragedy. I lost my wife to cancer nearly a decade ago and after being her caregiver for her final two years I spent significant chunks of time trekking in high and remote places around this glorious globe.
Grieving is an adventure in it’s own right. It is different for everyone. Shortly after my wife died I stumbled across a book called ‘Finding Jim’. It is a personal account by his widow of dealing with the loss of her husband, Jim Haberl, a Canadian mountaineer. I thought at the time that it took her so long to grieve. Some nine years after my wife dying I came to realize that for some of us the process carries on for a long time, maybe forever. I don’t know.
What I do know is the time I spent and spend in the mountains, often alone, is critical to my grieving and healing.
I have moved on. I have remarried and once again have been blessed by an amazing lady who thinks I am alright to share a life together.
Rarely does a day go by that I do not thank the mountains and wild places for guiding me through those difficult times.
Andrew I hope for the best for you, your wife and especially young Alister.
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