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Most every morning Nick wakes up in a great mood. He sings songs and talks non-stop while we get him cleaned up to start the day. Arden loves to tease Nick when they are talking or singing. He will change words around or will completely ad-lib lines. His sense of humor is one of the
For the past 18 months, we have been doing everything we can to give Nick all of the experiences that will bring him joy. The doctors have told us that his epilepsy is progressing and it is obvious to all that know him that his capabilities have diminished over this time. I know that sounds
Often when we are in the car, Nick wants to sing. He picks the genre of the song based on the circumstances. For example, in Ireland we sing Irish songs, in December it is Christmas carols, and on Sundays it is hymns. He can sing for the entire length of the car ride, even hours,
We arrived last night at our second home in Ireland. We were all delighted and relieved to be here. Traveling can be rough for anyone, but it can be particularly challenging when one of the passengers has special needs. This trip the airline staff at each location went out of their way to help assist
Today was a rough one. Nick was sick. It might turn out that he just has a cold, but that is the problem, we never know. He kept sneezing. I think that if I was watching our day today on a TV show, I might even think it was funny. It could be considered slap-stick
Today I was reminded of another great truth by Nick. Arden, Nick and I were watching a local figure skating competition this afternoon. The competitors were not elite level skaters. Most of the kids were pre-teens who were at the beginning levels of competitive ice skating. There were lots of mistakes and falls. I was
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.”
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We operate an income tax business and yesterday was tax filing day in the US. Our tradition is to take everyone in our family out to dinner and so we gathered at a very popular restaurant near our home. It was so crowded that we had trouble getting Nick’s wheelchair through the tables to where we were to
How do you define success? What does great accomplishment look like in your view? Oh, we all have read about people with great athletic prowess, while others are super intellectuals, and still others accumulate great wealth. Are these accomplishments truly the only examples of success? I have been at Nick’s side for over 37 years as he has reached
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.
