Remember holding your baby for the very first time? Looking into their blinking eyes, wondering at their tiny fingers and toes and finding yourself staring at them for hours as they slept? Remember all the promises you whispered as you held them close, drinking in their baby smell, relishing the touch of their soft cheek … More The night before…Leaving Cert thoughts.
I have a secret album. It has cost me nothing as it requires no printing, in fact it doesn’t even require a camera. I keep this album locked away in the recess of my mind. In a world of multi media sharing of every moment of our lives, from dawn until dusk, these photos are … More I have a secret photo album
Well are there? As a child I seethed as I was left off football teams because it was ‘boys only’. I raged that I could join the brownies but not scouts and I fumed when the neighbourhood boys told me I couldn’t play because there were no girls allowed. I had little doubt, as a … More Are there real differences between boys and girls?
To those of you who read this after putting your little ones to bed, to those of you who dream, as you drown in everyday parenting, to those of you who cannot remember life before children, I have only one thing to say… it does end, and as you look back you will shake your … More As off you go.
So I’m home from visiting ‘my wee small boy,’ but feeling a little bit broken. So instead of a moany post I thought I’d repost an old one which hopefully you’ll enjoy. Living in Australia in my early twenties, was my first experience of living and working, with a variety of different nationalities. I loved … More Children don’t need to be politically correct.
I am in a state and finding it so very difficult to settle down to blog, write or do anything. In a few days I’m off to visit my son. We have not seen each other since January 1st, the day he left for work experience abroad, four months ago. It’s hard to imagine that … More Three more sleeps.
We all like to think we are invincible and will live to a ripe old age. We like to believe our children will also, but that is not always the case. One moment in time can change everything. This is organ donation week, a week to remind us to have ‘the talk’ and a week … More A week to remember a very special boy.
Can you ever recover from abuse? Can you live a ‘normal’ life? In a world where survivors are not comfortable speaking out, how can you recover? Are you ‘damaged goods?’ Statistics tell us that one in four will be abused. Most who have not been abused imagine how awful the experience must be, but rarely … More What is life like after abuse?
Before the sun goes down on today I must say a giant Happy Birthday to my mum. She is a good age, but I’d be murdered if I shared it with you. Most of us have mothers who we are proud of, who were there when we were children to care for us, shower us … More Before the sun goes down…
After writing my post the other day I couldn’t stop asking myself, why have I not encouraged my children to learn about the Ireland I grew up in? The one in which there were ‘The troubles’ in Northern Ireland? Why have I not spoken eloquently to them about the 800 years of English rule and … More Am I trying to ‘Reach the future through the past?’
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