Signs

They say our loved ones can send us ‘signs’. I am sure the grief we live with can make us, the bereaved, more susceptible to these kinds of ‘signs’. We seek them out. We ask for these ‘signs’, regardless of our religious beliefs.
I have never seen so many Robins or feathers randomly strewn across any path I walk since my brother Liam and son Ethan passed away.

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Carers Week

Carers Week runs from the 7th until June 13th. The theme for this years week is ‘Making Carers Visible’.How can we make Carers visible?How many times have Carers heard, “I don’t know how you do it. I couldn’t. You are amazing.”That sentence […]

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Who Am I?

The morning sun paints the dining room, illuminating the bright yellow walls. I sit at the table with my freshly made cup of tea.My daily routine is so vastly different these days. Sometimes I am unsure what it is I should do […]

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Seasons

Summer dances over the horizon, Seven months have crawled by, Yet, seven months have sped away, I’m stuck in a sandpit of sorrow, Despite the seasons rolling by, Your smile, your laugh, your voice echoes,   All the while the sun still rises […]

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Grief- what we don’t say.

Why don’t we talk openly about the gut wrecthing loss of a child? The fact is we don’t want to burden, upset or shock, yes shock, those who care enough to ask, “How are you doing?”. I think we should talk about […]

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Author!

One of the messages that seem to repeat in my inbox are about how the book has made it easier for parents to help their friends and family understand a little bit about thier life with a child who has extra needs.

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2021

Well, it has been awhile . I haven’t been writing as much as I normally would on here due to what I can only describe as life’s little way of refocusing your attention onto something else. 2020 – what a year for […]

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MY 5 YEAR OLD!

He is the kind of kid who really helps you grow a thicker skin; he can insult you and make you laugh all in the same sentence.

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Black Eyed Mammy…

His hand reached up.Gently I held it.I bent down to his eye level.Quickly his other hand smashed into the side of my face.His boot cracked repeatedly off my shin bone. For a guy who stood at 4 ft 0 inches he had […]

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