Category Archive: Personal Reflections

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Burnt Out

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I am sick in bed today. I have a sinking feeling I’ve developed a chest infection and I am feeling miserable and frustrated that I am sick.  In a few days time I am… Continue reading →

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Mother’s Day Without My Mother

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We are celebrating Mother’s Day today in Ireland, a day I have been dreading all week. And yet, this day is no different from yesterday or the day before, or any day before… Continue reading →

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Knowing when it is time to quit

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Julia Barnickle shared this image on Facebook today and it was one of those right message at the right time moments for me. A recent online interaction brought this message forcibly home to… Continue reading →

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Reflections on my 4th blogoversary

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Logging onto my WordPress dashboard this morning, I was greeted with this message: So, it’s been four years since I started out on my blogging journey with the aim of coming to a… Continue reading →

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We heal together

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I was so touched by all your kind and supportive comments yesterday on the first anniversary of my mother’s death. It made me think of something I read this week by Caroline Myss.… Continue reading →

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Celebrating the ordinary

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So, I’ve been thinking how best to ease myself back into the old blogging routine and I’ve decided to celebrate my re-emergence with a challenge. It’s a challenge I set myself a few… Continue reading →

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A very personal reflection on the passing of Maeve Binchy

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I don’t have ugly ducklings turning into swans in my stories. I have ugly ducklings turning into confident ducks.” ~  Maeve Binchy I was deeply saddened to hear last night of the passing… Continue reading →

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Join me in a new blogging challenge

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Jen from Keep The Calm was so inspired by the solidarity of last week’s 6 word cancer memoir challenge set by Renn, that she has decided to continue with a challenge of her… Continue reading →

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The kindness of strangers

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Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to… Continue reading →

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The hand that first held mine

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This is the hand that first held mine.  This is the  hand that I now hold onto tightly as my mother lies dying. Holding her hand, I try to convey the depth of… Continue reading →