Category Archives: Meditations

Day #223 On the line

I was recalling this moment as I was hanging up laundry the other day back at home in Dublin. (Wait, who am I kidding? I hang up laundry every day in Dublin right now. My loads seem to consist of teeny tiny underpants and I’m running out of jokes about shrinking my own underwear.) This…

Day #204 Hello, my name is Rose and I am a workaholic

There’s a big project going on at work at the moment and it’s helping me to discover something about myself. Or rather, it’s helping me to crystallise something I already sort of knew but never fully bothered to explore. Sometimes I can be an IT helpdesk’s worst nightmare. Let’s be honest, if I’m calling the…

Day #168 The fatality of relapse

I was catching up on my Facebook feed this morning and finally spotted an explanation of why I was seeing a sudden glut of references to Carrie Fisher. I had not realised that her autopsy report had been made public, revealing that she had cocaine, heroin, and ecstasy in her system at the time of her death.…

Day #149 A Superhero

It started with dirty laundry. No wait, it started with a Parents Newsletter and dirty laundry. When I collected Hawkeye on Friday there was the ubiquitous collection of sheets clipped under each child’s name. And the first item in the newsletter was one that I love and loathe in equal measures: a dress-up event. I love…

Day #146 Memorial Day

Monday 29 May is Memorial Day in the United States. These photos were taken by my sister-in-law in Boston Common over the Memorial Day weekend, where volunteers put up 37,000 flags to represent every service member from Massachusetts who has lost his life in service since the Revolutionary War. Such sacrifice rises above politics. It deserves…

Day #141 The Unexpected Friendship

I think it’s fair to say that, as you get older, it becomes harder to make friends easily. You might not keep all or even any of your childhood friends as your paths diverge, but most people have a period in their lives from their late teenage years and into their early twenties when they’re surrounded by like-minded individuals, often…

Day #140 Oh no, not the monkeys again!

I would first of all like to say that this post was planned before I woke up this morning to the events in Manchester City. I dithered about changing the topic. Something really somber? Something else entirely that’s 100% feel-good? In the end, I went with what I planned originally because it’s actually terrifyingly topical,…