Gone but never forgotten.

Today, October 9th, is my father’s 35th anniversary. I could tell you what a lovely dad he was, but it is better to, ‘Show, don’t tell.’ So, here he is. Let me set the scene. 1980’s Dublin. I was a rather boyish, seven- or eight-year-old girl, the fourth in a family of five. My cousin, … More Gone but never forgotten.

Today we remembered

Today, I remembered Mum, as it was this day last year she left us. I remembered the week before, as she readied us for her leaving and I remembered the previous two years and the toll they took on her. Then, as I thought of her I remembered her fighting spirit. Her never giving up. … More Today we remembered

This one is for you.

‘Do you mind her writing about you like that in her blog?” my friend asked my husband over Christmas. We were all gathered in a friends house and I had just discovered that a number of those present, regularly read my blog, or at least had access to it. ‘Yerrah” said my husband, (don’t even … More This one is for you.

No time.

This week my kids are talking in excited tones about secret santa, Christmas present wish lists, and even Christmas dinner. No time to cry. There’s the morning rush for school, homework and housework to be done, and even a parent teacher meeting to attend. No time to cry. Meeting with friends, chatting with family, maybe … More No time.