Once they rounded the twisty corner they would see it, stretching as far as the eye can see. The Bog , infamous, mysterious and mucky. A stretch of marshy damp brown soil where once ancient majestic Irish forests stood.
I fell hard. I fell fast. I fell deep. I sat at the bottom looking down, not up. I questioned my whole world. Why was I in it. What the fuck I was doing ? I had to be so strong to carry those little boys back across the world. Back to their Daddy. I... Continue Reading →
I felt so tired today that I sat on the shower floor and allowed the raindrops to pour down my back. Then I noticed the black mould growing on the grout between the tiles. I had to close my eyes and ignore yet another job that needed to be done.
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 →