Each one of us know women who have had a profound effect on our lives. For many it was a mother, a wife or a sister. While I too celebrate having an amazing mother in my life, today I’d like to share with you a woman, who I have never met, but who helped change … More International Women’s Day. I celebrate Lavinia.
With the Pope’s visit all over the news this week, there has been a lot of air time given to those who have survived clerical abuse in Ireland. The many women who were in Magdalene laundries, the children who were illegally adopted, those who were beaten and mistreated within schools and institutions and those who … More Words without actions are no use to anyone.
They say time heals and sometimes I wonder if it’s true. Do we heal or do we just mend and learn to live with the scars? I’ve seen friends cope with extraordinary grief but I cannot ever imagine they will heal. I myself have been broken and today I wonder am I healed? Why today? … More Does time heal?
I’m writing this unsure if I’ll ever post it, it’ll certainly never appear on Facebook, but I’m trying to get my thoughts in order. Recently I’ve developed an obsession, a quiet one but one which is occupying way too much of my evenings. At least every hour I check in with a particular website looking … More What is Justice?
Today is my best friends birthday, my greatest confident, my closest companion. Over thirty years ago, when life was not what it should be for me, he came along and changed my future. I can never express in words what his friendship has meant to me, nor how much I’ve achieved with him by my … More To ‘yer man’ on his birthday.
Sometimes something triggers a memory and it’s very difficult to put it behind you. Life goes on as normal, but all the while you are fighting an invisible battle to return from the past. It might be a newspaper article, something you watch, or read or maybe something as simple as a smell. So today, … More How do I keep my child safe from abuse?
I took part in a writing challenge during the week, to write 200 words on ‘Home’. I adapted an old post about not asking for help, and this is what I came up with. Home. As a child I lived in a happy home, five children, loving parents and a dog. Life was all it … More Home
Do you ever wake up with your day planned and then bang, the wheels come off and you find yourself in a different place altogether? As a mother of young children this is probably not an uncommon event, however I have become accustomed to planning my day, and for the most part it working out. … More Face to face with a nightmare.
Last year I did a series of posts where others sent me letters they wanted to write. I received letters of regret, love, confession and thanks. They were beautifully written and many were poignant. I never shared my own letter, but I did write one. So tonight I am ready to share mine. I met … More Letter… To the one who stole my childhood.
Todays Daily postaday prompt was: We all have complicated histories. When was the last time your past experiences informed a major decision you’ve made? Every decision I make every day is made with the understanding “I am my past”. As a parent, a mother, my past has a huge bearing on my parenting. All I … More I am my past.