How many drafts have you sitting unfinished? The other night as I was posting I realised I am only seven posts away from my 700th published post. I then checked how many unpublished posts were sitting there, gathering dust. Would you believe it there are 194? So I thought you would like to see what … More The ones that got away.
Have you friends who were a huge part of your life until life separated you? I have a number of such friends who I have not seen in many years, but who I wonder about occasionally and they still make me smile, as I remember happy days of childhood in their company. One such a … More To you my friend.
I have heard it said you are what you eat, (usually by crazies on a diet trying to reassure themselves or convince others to join them) but personally I don’t believe a word of it. However on occasions, I do wonder why we are the way we are? Take myself for example, parts of my … More Why are you the way you are?
Some of you may remember the story of Lucy aged 9, who was diagnosed with cancer a year ago, and the fight her mother had to get her a medical card in order to pay for the added drugs necessary to keep her alive. At a time when Lucy was very sick and life so … More At last.
There is little in life so tragic as the loss of a child. For the parents it is a nightmare from which they can never wake up, for siblings it is an immeasurable loss, for the extended family a burden they too will always carry. Yet the ripples from the loss of a child are … More Today we remembered Ben.
If you are rushing I’ll make it quick… With a little over three hours still to go, Pa Curran has made his deadline for fundit. Thank you all so much. (If you want to know what I’m talking about I wrote a post yesterday called ‘Good people deserve good things’ To Pa Curran I say … More An update on ‘good people’.
I’d rarely ask for anything like this, but there is only twenty four hours left. Some of you may remember a post I did last year about an amazing man called Pa Curran who lost his best friend in an accident. His friends organs were donated and as Pa heard the helicopter fly away, carrying … More Good people deserve good things. Please help.
Last night I didn’t make a holy show of myself. I didn’t die of a broken heart nor did I embarrass myself in any way, but rest assured I felt like it. For last night my husband and I walked our youngest in the door of her primary school for her graduation. Our final graduation … More On to her next adventure.
There comes a time… when we realise our once tiny babies have outgrown their newborn clothes. With regret we set them aside, and marvel at how quickly they’ve grown. There comes a time… when we watch our little ones take their last feed, breast or bottle, and we begin to understand the tug to our … More There comes a time…
It’s twenty eight years since I hugged my dad. Twenty eight years since I saw his face, held his hand or kissed him. Twenty eight years since we said goodbye, But only moments since I last missed him. June 21st is Fathers day here in Ireland. Happy Fathers day dad. xxx As is now traditional … More Missing you.
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