Where do you go?

A group of friends gather together and enjoy conversation, and craic, Catching up on happenings, we chat and laugh out loud. It is one of those nights, Summer holidays are upon us, and the relaxed atmosphere is evident. Then mid laugh, with happiness in my heart you catch my eye. I see you smile. As … More Where do you go?

His name was Daniel

He came third in his family, but always aimed for first in life. Soccer, football, hurling, basketball, golf, all played with passion. All his efforts came from a desire to be the best. He loved to win. On this blog you have known him as, “my friends young boy”, “my young friend”, and affectionately as … More His name was Daniel

Letting Go.

Ten months ago in our village, a young boy aged fifteen died. Every day since his funeral, his dad sits by his grave. He is sometimes joined by other family members, but mostly he’s alone. He arrives every day, early morning, and stays until after dark, leaving briefly at lunch and dinnertime to eat. I … More Letting Go.