What a difference a few weeks make? We are truly living through history. It’s hard to believe that this virus has effectively brought to a halt much of the world. Here in Ireland we are not too many weeks into it. We watched in dismay as it took hold in China and Italy and for … More So, how are you all doing?
Tonight I put a full stop on the final story from a difficult time in my life. Tomorrow I will give it one more look over before sending it on its way to my agent, Faith O Grady. It’s been an interesting few weeks looking back and exploring memories I thought I’d left behind. Old … More Confronting the past.
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…
While holidaying in heaven recently, (Allihies, West Cork) yer man and myself went to visit Dzoghen Beara. It’s a buddhist retreat centre between Castletownbere and Allihies. We’d not been there before. Well, that’s not exactly true. We drove into it about fourteen years ago and on getting out of the car were struck by the … More And… Breathe
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?
Each one of us know women who have had a profound effect on our lives. For many it was a mother, a wife or a sister. While I too celebrate having an amazing mother in my life, today I’d like to share with you a woman, who I have never met, but who helped change … More International Women’s Day. I celebrate Lavinia.
My column from last weeks Irish Examiner. I’m not exactly Marie Kondo. Last week I pressed ‘send’ to an email, before immediately regretting it as I walked into my kitchen. I’d just arranged a meeting with someone who’d never been to my house and my messy kitchen didn’t strike me as visitor friendly. With twenty-four … More There I am in the paper #83
November 29th. A day without significance in my life for over four decades, until five years ago when it became the day when the force that was young Daniel left this life, hopefully for adventures somewhere new. Since then time has continued to tick by. My own children have grown up, some have finished school … More When all you can do, is just be there.
Here’s another of my columns on the Irish Examiner’s Feelgood. Maybe not the best parenting advice but it worked for me. I like to call it rage and revenge. Last Saturday I woke in a good mood. Not having to leap out of bed for any early morning reason meant I could lie there a … More There I am in the paper #75
This day five years ago a small boy from our village was laid to rest having lost a short battle with unexpected illness. He’d been flown to England in the hope his life would be saved. Unfortunately it was not to be. Five years ago, on October 16th, his amazing mum and dad kissed him … More His name was Ben.