Today I should have been in Dublin, the home of my childhood. I should have woken early and enjoyed a breakfast with family before leaving, our arms laden with flowers and planted pots, to make our way to the graveyard to remember the first love of my life. My Dad and my wonderful Mum who … More Mixed memories
Today, I remembered Mum, as it was this day last year she left us. I remembered the week before, as she readied us for her leaving and I remembered the previous two years and the toll they took on her. Then, as I thought of her I remembered her fighting spirit. Her never giving up. … More Today we remembered
No, I have not come out of my writing cave to announce my birthday, (it’s on St Patrick’s Day in case you’re asking) but to celebrate this blogs birthday. ‘My thoughts on a page,’ is seven years old. As it is barely visited by me these days, I thought I’d call over and say hello. … More Happy Birthday to me.
So here it is the final Inspiration Diaries post of the year. Every month myself and five other writers, (three experienced and successful and three hopefuls) share our writing month. This month we shook it up a bit and shared who has inspired us, our highlights and goals for 2020. I’ve loved sharing my own … More This months writing diary.
Growing up most of our photographs were of holidays, birthdays, gatherings or special occasions. If I were to have taken a ‘selfie’ as a teenager, people would have questioned my sanity. Nowadays, I rarely pose or share photos of myself and often forget to take my camera out during special occasions, but that doesn’t mean, … More Capturing the moments.
Today is October 9th. An ordinary day in most people’s calendar, but in my life, and that of my families, it marks the day, thirty two years ago, when Dad slipped away, after battling Motor Neurone Disease. In the intervening years this day has always been one of sadness, full of what might have been. … More Somehow, Somewhere, Some way…
When we lose someone life changes forever. Grief comes calling and brings with it exhaustion and a sadness no joy can lift. We understand the world is still turning and people are busy with their lives, but it is a lonely place to be. As time passes people move on, and as they are busy … More Remembering…
There are days after you lose someone which are hard. You wake up, and before ever getting out of bed you know, for no particular reason, it’s going to be one of those lonely days. And then there are special days like yesterday, July 23rd, Mum and Dad’s wedding anniversary. On that day sixty four … More True love never ends.
Yesterday was Father’s Day and for the first time in over thirty years I didn’t miss my dad, because this year he’d been joined by Mum. It felt different. Strange but definitely less lonely. Looking around old posts in a bid to recall thoughts and relive better times I found this one. How much of … More How much of any day do we really live?
MAY, PART TWO: FINDING THE RIGHT WORDS May 18, 2019 Over a year ago I attended a writing course aptly titled “The Inspiration Project,” the brainchild of Carmel Harrington, Hazel Gaynor and Catherine Ryan Howard. Safe to say, it changed forever how I think about myself as a writer as well as giving me focus and … More The Inspiration Diaries May. Part Two.