Can you hear me sigh? Sitting here writing once more is like returning home after a busy day, sinking into a comfy chair and feeling my shoulders slowly begin to relax.
How I have missed writing, reading and interacting with a world most who know me are unaware of.
In two years I’ve only missed writing here if I were on holidays, but recently life just went a bit mad in the busy, not tragic way thankfully, leaving me no time at all to write. Well I say no time to write, which is not strictly true, I continued to write regularly in the blog inside my mind. I chatted and shared daily with you all, I wrote stories, some entertaining, some quite deep, all forgotten the following day! On occasions something would remind me of some of you and I would wonder how you were, or I’d find myself laughing or remembering a post I’d read weeks ago.
For in truth although I was not online, or writing, I never stopped blogging. I don’t believe I can.
I’m happy to say all is good in my world, but tonight as I write the families of those who lost their children in Berkeley are not far from my thoughts. This time last year my beautiful eldest daughter along with thousands of other Irish students, made their way to the USA for a Summer of new experiences. Late August she came home, and she has continued to be a bright light in our house. For six parents there will be no home coming. For those who are injured life is changed forever. Today Ireland is collectively mourning their loss.
Tonight with this tragedy in mind I will hold my children close, take the time to tell them I love them, and as I go to sleep remember those who have lost their future.
Life comes with no guarantees, it’s important to appreciate it while we have it, and find the time to enjoy it.
It’s good to be back.