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.
Here you go, another ‘It’s My Life’ story from my weekly column in the Irish Examiner’s Feelgood. My rather personal take on homework. The other day, in a moment of madness, I sat down to help my daughter with her ‘homework.’ This wasn’t what you’d imagine as she is not a pupil of any school, … More There I am in the paper #74
This day thirty one years ago the clock stopped at 9am and for a while so too did my world and that of my family, as the thief that was Motor Neurone Disease, robbed me of my dad. He slipped away with no fuss, no drama, exactly as he’d lived, his soulmate by his side. … More When time stood still.
Here you go another of my It’s My Life, columns in the Irish Examiner. It’s been a few weeks but yer man is featured once more. Where would I find my content without him? Isn’t it strange how we get used to the quirks of our home, the lock that sticks or the window that … More There I am in the paper #73