When I was about 8, my cousins decided that we would pitch a tent in the woods behind our holiday home, and camp out overnight.  During the day leading up to that, it seemed like a fun, adventurous idea, but by the time evening came, I wasn’t so sure.  I remember a growing knot in…

“This too shall pass”, “it’s just a phase”, “look for the good in it” etc etc etc. Particularly of late, I seem to have been on the receiving end of a lot of comments like these.  At least one a day I would say.  Mostly, they irritate me, and I use some misguided superiority of…

Reading The Little Red Hen to Samuel two nights ago, I was reminded of a truly valuable life lesson. Ignoring the fact that I am furthering my education solely through children’s books now, it was surprisingly effective.  All of the little red hen’s farm-yard companions repeatedly refuse her appeals for assistance with planting, threshing, grinding…

There’s a hilarious Father Ted episode where he tries to undo a small dent in a borrowed car, and ends up completely hammering it beyond all recognition.  Tap tap tap, just a wee bit more here, a wee bit more there, and it turns into a write-off.  I think I found it funny because I…

Terrible title, I know, but I’m waiting to come across a better way of putting it.  My reasons for it  – the emperor thought he had everything, when he had nothing, sometimes I think the reverse about myself. Recently, I’ve had a growing realisation that maybe my frequent hankering after unfulfilled aspirations and possible plans…

“We’re like ships that pass in the night!” I quipped to my neighbour as we lugged our children out of the car and into our prospective houses.   But it got me thinking:  how many encounters do I have every day that are like that, and how many of those are in any way significant? I…

What does that mean in non-cowboy terms?  In this age of dream-catching, maybe it’s better to say ‘reach for the stars’… In any case, what I mean is that I want to take a risk, put myself out there and see if I can make one of my dreams a reality.  That dream is to…

Something has happened to me over the past few months.  I seem to have gone from living in denial about having MS, to letting it cloud everything that I do.  I remember distinctly the day I was told I had it.  I stood at the front door about to put the key in the lock,…

Reading a superficial article the other day, I came across a surprisingly th0ught-provoking comment.  It was an interview with Julieanne Moore, and in it she claimed the reason that she was so at ease with getting older was because she had accepted that one day she was going to die.  I find that comment nigh…