No time to dream

I realised today I rarely daydream anymore. At school I remember many a religion class when I would drift away to a place many miles from school and study, family and homework which definitely did not feature a nun. Or those Sunday afternoons when friends were scarce and my younger brother and I ran out … More No time to dream

One more sleep.

It is hard to write anything tonight as my stomach is in knots. Tomorrow is voting day. The simple question ‘Should we extend marriage rights to gay couples?’ has become complicated. Only a few months ago there was a large Yes majority, which has been greatly reduced since the mischievious addition of the welfare of … More One more sleep.

This is my life.

Today my brother wrote me a letter. He did so because he had read a hate filled post online, related to the upcoming gay marriage referendum. For awhile he was upset and mad, before realising that was not the person he was. Instead he put pen to paper in a piece he titled ‘This is … More This is my life.

We all need hope.

Imagine how much of every day we hope. We hope the weather will be good, the traffic will be light, our children will grow up happy, someone will love us. Every day we fill our lives with hope. What happens when hope is taken away? I can clearly remember writing a post shortly after Daniel … More We all need hope.

What if?

One of my biggest regrets in life is that my dad died before I made a life for myself. He wasn’t there to give me away ( a job brilliantly done by my younger brother), nor did he meet any of my four children. I would love for them to have known him in person, … More What if?

Judging and Voting.

In two days time I will be going to the Irish Parenting Blog Awards. I am a finalist in four categories, but having been to awards before I am ready to come home empty handed, although I can’t promise I’ll not burst into tears. I have practised my Oscar ‘you won feck all’ face, and … More Judging and Voting.