Missing you.

It’s twenty eight years since I hugged my dad. Twenty eight years since I saw his face, held his hand or kissed him. Twenty eight years since we said goodbye, But only moments since I last missed him. June 21st is Fathers day here in Ireland. Happy Fathers day dad. xxx As is now traditional … More Missing you.

Finding time.

Can you hear me sigh? Sitting here writing once more is like returning home after a busy day, sinking into a comfy chair and feeling my shoulders slowly begin to relax. How I have missed writing, reading and interacting with a world most who know me are unaware of. In two years I’ve only missed … More Finding time.

Look at me now!

Do you ever wonder at the person you have become? How different are you from the child you used to be? In many ways I am still the same girl I used to be, but in other ways I am all grown up. The temper I had so little control of is still there, but … More Look at me now!

No time to dream

I realised today I rarely daydream anymore. At school I remember many a religion class when I would drift away to a place many miles from school and study, family and homework which definitely did not feature a nun. Or those Sunday afternoons when friends were scarce and my younger brother and I ran out … More No time to dream