As I’m exhausted I thought writing something mildly amusing would help. This is a true story which happened quite some time ago. I was a student nurse who had recently returned from a holiday abroad and was wildly in love. The object of my love was living a long train journey away. So one Friday … More Dublin city girl meets ‘the country’.
I promised you one of my stories. Well here you are. This was written in response to a prompt in a writing group I am part of on facebook called Imagine, Write, Inspire. The prompt was a true story… Every year on the same day, a bunch of 6 red roses has been delivered anonymously … More Red Letter Day.
On occasions over many years, my children have referred to friends of mine saying, “she’s a real mom”. I have never been insulted as I know exactly what they mean. However today I opened that poxy internet glimpse into peoples lives that is facebook, and I saw this from my online friends. Firstly Life on … More What sort of a mother am I?
When my children were babies I dreamed of a day, many years in the future, when I would enjoy a weekend away without them. I watched others with older children and imagined their easier lives. My ultimate dream was to one day enjoy the sights and sounds of Allihies… alone. Those years have flown past, … More Echoes in the hills of Allihies.
I have returned, reluctantly, to the real world after an amazing weekend in Allihies, courtesy of “yer man”, as a gift for my birthday. In almost twenty years of visiting, I have rarely seen the skies so blue. The words of William Henry Davies sprang to mind on more than one occasion. “What is this … More Welcome to Allihies. West Cork, Ireland.
Do you ever have present envy? You know when your friend has a birthday and the love of their life buys them a wonderful present, a piece of jewelry, or surprises them with a weekend away, somewhere luxurious, with all manner of spoiling thrown in for good measure? Do you ever say, “Oh how lovely … More Present envy?
Here in Ireland we speak English, but not as you know it. I am aware that many of you who read my blog do not come from here, so as I did last year, I thought I’d give you a crash course in speaking English as we Irish do. Just in time for St Patricks … More Speaking Irish/English on St Patricks Day.
This is a true story. It is one I wrote two years ago, but I am always reminded of it on Mothers Day (which in Ireland is today). As I’m pretty sure most of you have never read the original I’ll tell it to you once more. Years ago I was on a training course. … More Remembering ‘hidden’ moms on Mothers Day.
I am not sure when it happens, but there is a moment after birth when everything changes. As we look into our tiny newborns face, and scan their little body, we are bewitched. As we hold them in our arms for the first time we feel them seep through our pores into our soul. We … More Being a mother is a pain.
I have just returned from a road trip, a family road trip in which my younger brother, my mother and I traveled for what seemed like six weeks to Donegal, (it was in reality an eight and a half hour round trip, but you get my drift). We were traveling to a relatives funeral, someone … More Back to my roots.
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