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Still Dancing.

Nick loves music and he loves to dance.  On Friday we were at a surprise ceili celebrating my 60th birthday.  My 87 year old relation, Moira “Saddler” Doherty played the piano while we all sang and danced.

Just watching Nick brought joy to the rest of us.  His feet and hands keeping time.  The smile on his face lit up the room.  Nick was calling up different ones to sing their party piece.  A few refused, but most of us complied.  Every once in a while Moira would play something for us to dance to.

Years ago, Nick would ask me to dance when there was music playing.  He had learned to keep his feet moving to the music while he twirled me.  The last time he asked me to dance was Niamh and Colm’s wedding over three years ago.  With his epilepsy, he has been so unsteady over these past few years, he hasn’t felt secure dancing.

As I sat across the room from him, I wondered, is it possible.  Can we dance again?  Crossing the room, I whispered in his ear, “shall we dance?”  He nodded his head slightly, so I helped him to his feet.  Suddenly the conversation in the room stopped as everyone became aware of this never to be forgotten occasion.  Moira was still playing and Nick was still dancing.  Photos were taken as if we were all celebrities.  As Moira finished playing the waltz, Nick backed towards the chair and said, “I done.”  He was tired, and happy.  He had danced again.

Nick has taught me that it is important to be grateful for amazing moments when they present themselves.  Live joyfully.

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Announcing that I have finished a book with the working title of “The Fairy Fort.” I am currently pitching it to publishers. Keep checking back to watch the progress of my newest novel.

Here is a quick glimpse of the story.

Sarah Doherty is an 18-year-old living in rural Ireland at the tail end of the Great War. Plagued by severe epilepsy, she is protected by her parents and lives a sheltered, secluded, lonely life. The Fae, local Irish fairies, interfere with her life. She falls forward a century in time through the local fairy fort of standing stones. She had a seizure in 1918 and woke up in 2020. The 21st century world includes life-saving prescriptions, physical comforts and the independence and freedom she seeks. The locals are welcoming and Andy Mclaughlin, a handsome young historian, is intriguing. She doesn’t want to return home.

Then a letter arrives from Boston divulging the story of Sarah and Andy’s lives that are deeply entwined in the previous century. They are not yet in love but as they seek to verify the letter through online resources, they feel a growing obligation to their unborn family and to each other. What would happen to their posterity living in Boston if they don’t return to 1918? Even if they do make it back, her parents can never know what happened to her or that would change everything.

This Young Adult time-travel romance explores the question: Do we have the freedom to make choices or is free will an elaborate illusion?

This is my third book. I love reading time travel romances. I am an advocate for epilepsy awareness because my 43-year-old son has intractable epilepsy. As a genealogist specializing in Irish research, I live part of the year in the village where the story is based. I wrote the book to help young adults understand that difficult situations can change your life. Sometimes miraculously.