The stars fill the sky as if somebody spattered some glow in the dark paint on our ceiling. The little ones become sleepy and my little Joey curls up on my knee and falls asleep.
I have always found it hard to put those feelings into words. It's a sense of loneliness that begins to creep into your heart like a thick morning fog.
I think I'm in the midst of perhaps my 3rd mid life crisis though. Wondering what I want to be when I grow up. I beat myself up a lot............. We all do it don't we ? Thinking we are not good enough that we have not achieved enough, comparing ourselves to others.
A year really does bring about so much change in the lives of young children. While parents remain much the same, the anchors carrying our children on their journey. It's such an enjoyable thing to go back and look though the folders of photos that I have taken for every month of the year. It... Continue Reading →
Its my Dads birthday today. He lives in Ireland on the other side of the planet. I really miss him. Seeing his face, I miss his big bear hugs, his lectures on the politics of the world. He is a ferocious reader. I think he probably reads for 10 hours a day. I don't think... Continue Reading →
I hear him in the background as I try to steal half an hour to myself. Its Sunday and we have not left the house. Its the usual way on a Sunday, we potter about trying to get organised for the week ahead. He is "reading" a story to his older brother. The book seems... Continue Reading →