Sometimes I write to entertain. Sometimes I write to share. Often I write because I must, but today I write to forget. As I viciously thump the keys, I do so with anger. “Get these thoughts away. I need to think of something else”. But as I thump, I realize, the harder I try to … More Another step back, another setback.
In two weeks time my brother is getting married. A family wedding. A wonderful occasion. Hopefully one in which we don’t all kill each other! However it has made me think, If I was getting married again, (to the same fella!), would I have the same wedding I had before? What would I change? When … More Second time around. Would you do the same again?
It was the saddest of days yesterday, as a whole village shared the loss of a small boy. So many gathered to support the family, and give this little man the Goodbye he deserved. The ceremony was touching and beautiful, but also heart wrenchingly sad. The sting in my throat as I tried to hold … More Why don’t big boys cry?
Have you ever declared war in your house but not told anyone? Something suddenly just sends you over the edge! The sweet papers left on the couch. The shoes they stepped out of. The coat that they dropped. The dirty plates left anywhere, except the dishwasher! You pick them up every day, and ask yourself … More I’m on strike. Somebody please notice!
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.
Welcome once again to “Freshly Impressed”. I hope you all enjoy the posts which this week, have “Freshly Impressed” me. Before I begin a brief apology. I missed bringing you Freshly Impressed last week, as I was in Dublin, not winning an award, for “Best Personal Blog”. A week of drinking and crying have meant, … More Freshly Impressed #8
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?
Videographer-Photographer-Video Design
A one-day event designed to kickstart your writing.
Bryan J. Fagan - Author
Blog magazine for lovers of health, food, books, music, humour and life in general
~Life After Death - One Mom's Journey~
to reflect, explore and ...
lover of the sun, sea and the simple life
& everything inbetween
Random meaningful words on a page
Inspiring myself and others to live life
Just an average mum trying to do the best I can while trying not to lose myself .
“If there's a book that you want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it.” ― Toni Morrison
Vague Meanderings of the Broke and Obscure
The song of a heart can never be caged...
Caring for Daisy (Roo)
Author. Ghostwriter. Storyteller.
Echoes of Life, Love and Laughter
My thoughts on a page. 