To anyone who was disturbed, today at approximately 12.30 Irish time, I apologize. If you were woken from your sleep, I doubly apologize. But that was the time I discovered, my phone had fallen out of my bag. “ohmygodmyphonesgone!” was what you heard screamed wherever you were. Initially I was numb. It couldn’t be. I … More Out Of Contact
When my eldest child was twelve years old, we had a busy house with three younger siblings, and two more girls we minded by day. I began to feel my eldest was missing out on time with me. It was impractical to plan for special days out together, as I would probably not follow through. … More “Girls Night”
This morning my son stood before me, towering above me, and just for a moment I saw him as others do. A tall, sallow, boy of eighteen, almost a man, with a mop of brown hair and a huge smile. I rarely see this boy. When I look at him I see a happy, smiling … More I Am Free.
Before we even meet our child we feel protective towards it. These feelings are magnified when we hold our tiny bundle. We are sure in that moment, That nothing or no one, Will ever hurt this child of ours. However life is not as predictable as that. Our child will struggle at times. They will … More It Could Not Happen To My Child
Anyone who read yesterdays blog, will know we had a very sad day. Our dog has gone to chase rabbits, on that farm in the sky. After all the upset and drama, we are now left quiet and a bit empty. My youngest daughter is devastated, my husband marginally upset. But it has got me … More I Do Not Feel Your Grief!
Our family pet of sixteen and a half years, is on death row. Her sentence began at Christmas, when she had a small stroke. She made a good recovery initially, but her bladder function has not. I will not share too much information, suffice to say each day my time is taken with, washing floors, … More Death Row
You may see a pothole ridden driveway, as you enter my house. I see a beautifully tarred drive, with summer flowers spilling over onto it. As you knock on the door (with no knocker), you stand on the step. However I stand in a lovely cottage style porch, which looks so pretty and keeps out … More I Live In The House Of My Dreams
Three months ago I did not know what a blog was. It sounded like something that came down your nose! However my brother enlightened me, and led me to the door of wordpress. My modern education began. I am not the type of person who could just write, and never explore the world of wordpress. … More Blogging At WordPress Has Been A Modern Day Education
My eleven year old daughters school is a ten minute walk from our house. Eight weeks ago, whilst walking this short walk, through a well populated housing estate, She met with a parents worst nightmare. Stranger Danger! I will not go into the details. She was not harmed in anyway. A passer by intervened, and … More Time Is A Great Healer
When did you last write a letter? A whole generation have grown up having never received or written a letter. They do not know what it feels like, to pick up a pen and a writing pad, to address a letter and date it. Then to begin, Dear….. I have just returned from a three … More I Grieve For The Hand Written Letter.
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