I am in Galway, alone. Oh, I am with friends. However, I am not with Nick. He and Arden are up in Donegal and I will join them on Monday. This weekend I am presenting at a conference on Mothering at Galway University. My talk is entitled, “The Unexpected Mothering Story. When the story doesn’t
Ancient Greek philosophers taught us “The only thing that is constant is change.” It seems that just as soon as I get used to the current changes in our lives, we are facing a new normal. Nick has fallen a couple of times this past spring, one caused a broken ankle, the other caused a
I wanted to share this story not only because I think that it is a very cute story about Nick, but also because I believe that wisdom and support can often come to us from unexpected sources if we are open to receiving it. The other day, Nick’s younger brother Derek and I were discussing
During our trip to Ireland last fall Nick had a seizure while Arden was bringing him down the stairs. Because someone was with him as always, he wasn’t injured, but we felt that it was a warning. We determined that we needed to make some changes to our home here. We needed to think outside
Everyone needs to receive compliments, sincere compliments. In fact, Nick will often help us remember to compliment him. He will say, “I good, I got a hair cut. You see it.” or “you like my shirt, I handsome.” And then he smiles that big Nick smile when we agree with him. Sincere compliments can assist
Sometimes lyrics will stick in my head and roll around there for days at a time. It is as if they are my specific mantras for a little while. Recently it has been John Michael Montgomery’s song released in 1992, “Life’s a dance you learn as you go. Don’t worry about what you don’t know.”
We all get the chance to choose. Most often the opportunity to provide service to someone else is not convenient. Typically I have had something else planned when my awareness is shifted and I notice that I might be able to help someone. To be honest, sometimes I have not chosen to help. I have
A couple of years ago we decided to add on a few days in Paris to our usual trip to Ireland. Both Arden and I had wanted to visit the City of Lights, so we asked Nick if he wanted to go to Paris. He said “Yes, we see the sights.” So of course we were
Nick loves being around little children. He enjoys watching them run around playing. He learns so much from them. Last night we had the pleasure of Madi who is 8 and Bridger who is 4, staying over night with Granny, Grandpa and Uncle Nick. We ate good food. There was some healthy food, but mostly
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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.
