Today I packed she who does not wish to be on my blog, and drove her to university. Another door has opened for her and closed for me. It’s hard to put into words how I feel. Of course I’m delighted for her and proud to have reached the point where I can launch her … More Farewell my ‘Little One.’
On my kitchen table sit this bunch of flowers. They may seem ordinary to you, pretty but nothing special, that’s because you are not me. Freesia have a special meaning to me and will forever be ‘our’ flowers, mine and my dads. Happy Birthday Dad. Today I cannot pick up the phone and call you, … More Because I cannot call you
This night twenty six years ago I was a young girl, more than a little nervous of walking down the aisle in less than twenty four hours. I dreaded the fuss and the attention. I worried I’d cry for my Dad and I hoped the day would go okay. The one thing I didn’t do … More Twenty six years later.
Does Religion matter? Are you a happier person because you believe there is another life waiting, or because you believe this is the only chance you are getting? I’m not one for religion or an after life with Jesus or whoever, but every now and then I can appreciate what it is for others to … More Believe it or not?
My youngest daughter is quite a deep thinker. She often asks questions, which stop me in my tracks. Answering them sometimes means asking myself even more questions. The other day she asked, “Would you change anything you did in your life?” Initially I smiled and flippantly said, “Oh course not, if I did I may … More What would you change?
As minutes, hours and days go by we barely notice life changing, until one day we see a child of ours and we are winded. It can seem as if over night the years passed us by and in that moment we see our little ones as others do, no longer as little as we … More Is there light at the end of the parenting tunnel?
Next week I will pack my youngest into the car,and we will drive off to Dublin, to stay with my mum for a few days. Even though I left Dublin over twenty five years ago to live 200 km away in Cork, with my new husband and subsequent four children, I still say as I leave … More The place I call home.
In case you have been losing sleep worrying and fretting over my lack of holiday accommodation five days before we travel, sleep tight my friend, for we are all sorted. After writing my last post it hit me that there was a real danger we’d spend a week in Scotland with no place to lie … More Holiday update.
As I dust the cobwebs off my blog I am so delighted to be back. ‘Where were you?’ I know you all are shouting. ‘Why have you not been writing?’ I hear you cry. ‘We have missed your posts so much,’ I imagine you sobbing. Well let me assure you all is well in my … More Where was I?
So today is Father’s day here in Ireland. Sadly I’ve no Dad to call or send a gift to. No scouring the shops for a card that comes close to saying all I’d love him to hear. All I can do is hold him close in my heart, speak to him in my mind and … More For you… because I got you no present.
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