I am surrounded by silence. Twenty two years I have waited, and here it is at last. However it is not the pleasant quiet, that I dreamed about. There is an emptiness, which I had not foreseen, and a feeling of loss. I realize as I sit home alone, just how loud silence can be. … More Home alone.
Am I a writer or a blogger? Are they the same, or two very different things? Does it actually matter? I have a blog on which I write. Is the quality of what I write, disregarded or looked down upon, because I use a medium, which is available to the masses? Are we a sensitive … More Is a blogger a writer?
What is it that inspires you to write a post or story? Is it a moment felt, or a thought that overwhelms? Leaving us no choice but to abandon everything, to tap on the keyboard, or put pen to paper? Is it words spoken by someone else, which cannot go unanswered? So much easier to … More What is it for you?
I am a million miles behind on acknowledging awards, and I am beginning to feel stressed about it. Great bloggers were good enough to nominate me, and what do they get back? Nothing! I have been trawling through comments, trying to remember who gave me awards and when. As I do I hear a voice … More Another excuse not to do my awards post!
I love men. Some of my best friends are men. Yet sometimes… I hate men! These feelings of anger and animosity, were first felt when I was very young. My brother had a gang. Each member was a super hero. He was Captain America. Guess what? No girls allowed! Where I grew up children would … More It is a mans world.
Am I vain? Of course not. Would anyone who is vain, rarely wear make up? Or apply just a small amount of hair gel, to ensure the messed up I don’t care look. Spend no time at all, choosing clothes that don’t look too dressy, but are just so “me”. Have nails which are unpolished, … More I am not vain. Or am I?
Most people believe we Irish are obsessed by drink. A nation who party and sing. Who know how to enjoy the craic. Well to a large extent you are correct. However that is not our real obsession. Nor is Religion, or Fighting. No, as a nation we talk 24/7 about the weather. I phone my … More A National Obsession.
How sad when a father and daughter, have difficultly communicating. Such is the situation in our home, that my youngest has begged me to write a post, in the hope her Dad will read it. For a number of weeks now, she has tried to speak to him, All manner of methods have been employed, … More Please listen Dad.
I went for a final walk with my friend today, and tried to say “Good bye”. We spoke at length on our two hour walk, and yet so much was left unsaid. She and her husband are leaving their home, and three of their children, to go to Dublin with their young son, for a … More Words unspoken
Throughout history there have been so many, who have done so much for my small nation. However as I sit here today, I wonder will my country ever really know, the sacrifice my family has made for it. Let me explain. For the past two years or more, I and my fellow Irish countrymen, have … More Ireland if only you knew what my family has done for you.
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