Do you have dyslexia? Do you worry your child might? Well this post contains the homework of a ten year old, which clearly shows what writing with Dyslexia really looks like. I’m not one who normally shows my cute kids drawings etc on my blog. However I loved this and I think it perfectly shows, … More What writing with Dyslexia looks like.
It was a weekend of contrasts. The feeling of elation we all felt, as a young boy returned home from hospital after five months, albeit for just one night. However we also were stunned and saddened, as just a short distance away we knew, another family were also bringing their son home, but for them … More “Codladh Samh”, Sleep Peacefully.
Until you leave home, You cannot understand the “sweet” in this statement. As a child I can remember, returning from my two weeks annual Summer holidays, and wandering around every part of my home, remembering. The lively heart of the house which was our kitchen, and the comfort of our sitting room. I would make … More Home Sweet Home
In everyday life, Do we ever leave the past behind? Years ago I attended a training course. It was to prepare us to be online counsellors, for a childrens phone in service called Childline. There were about twenty of us on the course, a good mix of men and women, and a variety of ages … More Is your past really past?
“What would you as a parent hate to see happen, in your childs future?”. Quite a number of years ago, when my eldest was a small toddler, another parent asked this question. We were visiting in a friends house, and all of us had young children. It wasn’t long before the list began to grow. … More Have you a close family?
Last night my youngest daughter, asked me through tears, “why him?”. She had been told that, her school friends little brother, was very sick. He is five years old. Over the past ten months, my daughter has also watched another family, live the nightmare of having a very sick child. Thankfully that young boy, who … More Why? What can I say?
Blogging has eaten into my family time, which means I have less time, for motherly at home things, such as cleaning up, cooking and baking. Recently I decided to try to address this. I contacted a domestic goddess friend of mine. She is the mother, my children wish they had. She looks fantastic. Her house … More My baking proves I’m no fool
Today twenty six years ago, a light went out in my life. I am far from home today, so I cannot hug my mum, and share a little of her sadness. I cannot go to put flowers, on the place his body rests. But I can remember. So Dad just in case you are hanging … More I miss him my old man
Where would we be without McDonalds? Although I do have a small weakness, for their chips and burgers, on this occasion I am not speaking of their food. My question refers to, a young friend of mine, who is in intensive care, in a childrens hospital in Dublin. He has fought leukemia since Christmas, and … More Lifes roller coaster is paused for a Mc Donalds.
This day twenty six years ago, my dad had two days left to live. I knew time was running out, but I did not fully appreciate, that the end was so close. We had got used to the idea, that you would die, but never your death. I was twenty one years old. A trainee … More “Daddy watch me”
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