I'm back (but I was never really gone)

Shit. Lots of shit happened. But hey, it's life. See, the last few months have been very hectic, more so than usual. My wife was diagnosed with not one but two types of cancer. She moved with the kids to another city for treatment, and I will join them next month. Now, the weird part is I haven't gotten upset or bitter. Nothing. I just shrugged my shoulders and said "meh. Shit happens. People get cancer every day, so why not us." I dunno why, but that was my reaction. So I wonder about what some people say as a criticism of Zen and Buddhism, that it makes people detached robots. Now I know that is an "extreme", but I can see where it comes from. Of course I am worried, but I am also accepting the facts. Getting all hot and bothered aint gonna cure her, so why go through it. In a podcast I once heard a tale where this woman who lost her son went to the Buddha and asked him to bring back her son to life. Buddha says "OK. I will bring your son back to life if you can bring me some mustard seeds from a household that has never experienced the pain of death." The woman goes out and soon enough finds out that there is no household that has never experienced the pain of death. Now, I could give a shit either way if the story is true, the message is what is important. So, when the inevitable happens, I just need to accept it as a part of life, and try and explain it to the kids as best I can. Thats all I got time for, but I hope to post again soon.