Category Archives: Days in the Life of Us

#381 Rolling Rrrrrs

While getting dressed myself this morning I overheard Hawkeye talking to the Mister while getting dressed in his own room with daddy’s help: “I’m now a lion wobot.” “You mean, you’re a robot.” “Lion rwobot,” Hawkeye sounded out more carefully. Ever mindful of my failure as a bilingual parent to pass on a second language…

#378 Owner-occupied

I was in the passenger seat of our car the other day on the way to a shopping centre, my bluetooth headset on, phone and notebook in hand. I was ringing our electricity supplier. “And what is the address of the property?” I heard coming across through my headphones from a woman who sounded like…

#374 The Relativity of Snow

One might need a physics degree to actually understand the discrete mathematical concepts and equations behind Einstein’s Theory of Relativity and its application to cosmology and astrophysics,  but most people know and understand the layman’s version: Put your hands on a hot stove for a minute and it seems like an hour. Sit with a…

#372 The Perfect Valentine’s Day

There are a lot of extreme opinions out there about Valentine’s Day. Some people adore the hearts and flowers and the chocolate, and insist on observing all those couples’ rituals that the holiday calls to mind. Then there are those who see it as nothing more than crass commercialism, a conspiracy between chocolatiers, card makers,…

#370 The chrysalis of grief

This is what I hope to be my final essay for the time being on this topic, as I try to exorcise my thoughts through writing so that I can try and move on to writing about other subjects. There was the goodbye, and then there was the fractured, dissonant event of death itself and…

#369 Life goes on

A number of years ago, when my dad was dying, everything stopped. Like pressing pause, everything in my life was put on hold when I got the call to come home. I had been living in Ireland for about a year at that point, so it was inevitable to a certain degree because I couldn’t…

#368 The long goodbye

Tuesday’s post was meant to be lighthearted and frivolous, however it was not to be. As they say – life (and death) is what happens when you’re making other plans. There was absolutely nothing light or frivolous about Tuesday, or Wednesday, or today (yes, it took me three days to write this). While dark and…

#366 The gifts of friendship and the sacrifice of parenting

“I heard The Mister is back in Galway tonight. Are you OK?” “There’s a bottomless well of support, just so you know.” “G told me last night. How are you doing?” “You ok? I see a missed call. Phone has been dead for a few days. I heard about what happened. Is The Mister OK?”…