At last.

Some of you may remember the story of Lucy aged 9, who was diagnosed with cancer a year ago, and the fight her mother had to get her a medical card in order to pay for the added drugs necessary to keep her alive.  At a time when Lucy was very sick and life so … More At last.

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.