A room of one’s own
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How little it takes
To give someone a boost. On Saturday, my husband drove us both to see an astounding vista of the Mourne mountains. We sat there watching the sun shine on the snowcapped mountains and our spirits rose. Yesterday, all I had to say to our daughter was ‘Moon Gelato’ and the sun came out with her…
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Little heroes
I was reading this morning on BBC news about 11 year old Mohammed Zo’rab from Gaza who goes hunting for food every day ‘to keep his family alive’. His father is trying to earn a small wage and his mother is sick. It got me thinking about how amazing children can be, and how often…
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When there is nothing.
I was given an amaryillis at Christmas time and still all that is there are four green leaves and no flower. For the past few weeks I have been faithfully phoning to get a date for my next, now long overdue, infusion. When I think outside of all this minimal frustration, I am aware of…
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Pack up the good things
And smile, smile, smile. I wrote a post a while back decrying the song, ‘pack up your troubles in an old kit bag’ because I think that advice is terrible! Also, the clasp on my ‘ole kit bag’ has a horrible way of springing open when I am trying to keep it shut! This morning…
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The power of two
It is amazing how things that feel so overwhelming can be overcome when you share them with somebody else. There was a huge wave of human connection last week when Sesame Street’s Elmo tweeted the words ‘how are you’ and got millions of responses. People just want to talk to someone about how they are,…
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Everybody’s bins
As storm Jocelyn tore through our street last week, I told my husband it was fine to put the recycling bin out to be collected the next morning. But soon all we could hear was the bang of bins and the clatter of rubbish tumbling along the road. I regretted putting the bin out but…
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There is no beauty.
Every week I try to put a positive spin on life, but I have to tell you that sometimes it is so so hard. People often, almost rightly, think that disability goes hand in hand with courage. But I’m here to tell you that sometimes that image slips and the hard truth comes out.
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Life in 3D
I think I know why I always give too much information when I’m asked anything about myself. It’s the desire to be seen as more than one thing.
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Hygge and courage .
The Cambridge dictionary defines ‘hygge’ as ‘a Danish word for a quality of cosiness (= feeling warm, comfortable, and safe) that comes from doing simple things such as lighting candles, baking, or spending time at home with your family:’. Sounds perfect, doesn’t it? As the stubborn frost remains on my street today, I have turned…
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Hovering
On the threshold of the new year I have one resolution: to not let the bad memories fuel fear about the future.