Category: Life

when sorry seems to be the hardest of words. 0

when sorry seems to be the hardest of words.

Margaret Laurence once said, “In some families, please is described as the magic word. In our house, however, it was sorry.” I can most definitely say that when I was growing up, my family...

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what’s in a name….

It’s a funny thing about names. You never know how important they are until someone forgets it, or calls you by a different one. In my tribe, when a child is born, they have...

home sweet, sunny  home. 0

home sweet, sunny home.

Well, after two glorious weeks, we are all back in Ireland. Apologies for missing a week before we left. I was just so busy that I couldn’t think straight! Anyhoo, the thing I dreaded...

Bus rides and coffee and more. 0

Bus rides and coffee and more.

It’s been an eventful two weeks. Dare I say I’ve finally made a (gulp!) friend? This is the girl I met on the bus a few weeks back. There’s this policy on Dublin bus...

Dating is such sweet sorrow. 0

Dating is such sweet sorrow.

A while back, I told you I was going on two dates…well, they finally happened.  I didn’t write about them earlier because, to be honest, there wasn’t anything to write about. We kept postponing...

My troubles with gods…part 3 1

My troubles with gods…part 3

Yeah, then I came to Ireland.  Boy, oh, boy was the catholic church here different or what? I even disliked going to church here, which is the one place I should have felt a...

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