I am living in a nightmare, surrounded by schoolbooks. Irish, English, French, Maths. Folders lying open, notes everywhere. There is a timetable up on the wall. A date on the calendar clearly marked, June 5th. Leaving Certificate begins. Just in case anyone could forget. This is it. Tomorrow at 9.30 am, Fourteen years of education … More As one journey ends another begins.
Looking at gorgeous photos, of new born babies and cute children, can make any of us oooh and ahhh. But a word of caution here, just like puppies and kittens, babies too grow up! When we first set eyes on our newborns, they are equivalent to cute pedigree puppies. Tiny, perfect and highly photogenic. However … More Children are not just for Christmas!
Today I did not know what I would be posting. I tried funny… it wasn’t, I tried serious… boring. I thought informative… yawn. Then I read a comment on facebook. It was from my brother. And then I knew what I wanted to say. Last year my brother sent me a CD. He had compiled … More A parents wish.
I am hoping I have put the men off! I wanted to admit something, and I’d rather my gentlemen followers, (or male followers who are not gentlemen), would not find out. As many of you know I am married a long time. So tonight I thought I’d share with you ladies, my number one secret, … More Women only post!
“Wear your ruby shoes, when you’re far away, so you’ll always stay, home in your heart”. I am writing this post for all to enjoy, but for me it is especially for just one person. My daughter who left home last week. Sweetheart I wish you Love and Happiness where ever you go. Enjoy yourself, … More Wear your ruby shoes.
I can remember one day whilst on holidays in Donegal, passing a church. A coffin was being wheeled out, and the only people following it, were the priest and the lady who looks after the church. No relatives, no friends. I was a teenager at the time, but I can remember being so struck, by … More I am relying on wordpress to look after me in my old age.
Time is against me tonight. I have two annoying distractions around me, I think one is called “family”. The other one “work”. So apologies, but I will not be adding to the wordpress pages. I am sure I will make up for it tomorrow. Although I am curious to know what I missed not actually … More Memory lane
My husband is a genius. In times of trouble and strife, he is always there to pick me up. Well after twenty years together you would hope so. Take this morning for example. I woke early with my eldest daughter who fled the nest yesterday, weighing heavily on my mind. No moping in bed for … More Men do not improve with age.
Tell us about a journey — whether a physical trip you took, or an emotional one. Today my eldest, my firstborn left the nest. There is silence about her going, as we all come to terms with the empty space she has left. Today I cannot help but grieve. Twenty one years ago, I began … More Empty nest.
Take you marks, Go! It is amazing to note, how differently those words effect different children. Today I was at a swim competition, one of the coaches to over thirty swimmers, most aged between eight and eleven. Many competing for the first time. For some the whole day was magic. Their eyes were shining, their … More You learn so much about your child when you watch them compete.
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