Babies

Babies.. I have a love for babies, always have. Maybe it's because I have four younger siblings, and a heck of nieces & nephews.
I've been changing nappies (diapers) since I was about six years old, part of growing up in a large family. (Ma & my dear departed older sis were pregnant three times together!)
When I got married I wondered what my kids would be like should I have any. Well, we had three beautiful, talented, wonderful girls. Two of them now in their twenties.
But.
They are still our babies.
Always will be.
When any one of them hurt, a bit of my heart breaks.
Bits of my heart are breaking far too much recently. But I have to be strong, my baby is hurting, and when I look at her I don't see the adult she has become, I see the helpless little bundle who changed our lives forever. The one I promised I would always be there for. Her Da.

Dear Scarlet

Taste

As I get older, my love, and appreciation, for good whiskey, and whisky, grows stronger.
I bought four drams on New years eve for the band, a tradition I started many years ago. And still two of the guys threw it down the gullet like a shot. Some people never learn!
Whiskey/Whisky has to be respected, like a good friend. I learned a lot about the Golden Stuff from my good friend Jimmy. A great teacher, and not just about the delights of warming refreshments. Every trial I am put through in this life I hear your words speak to me.
Until we meet again dear friend, I will continue to raise a glass of something from the top shelf to the good health of you, Sinéad, and your family. Slàinte from your Limerick family.

Thank You

Things are looking better. We're not out of the woods exactly, but we can see a clearing.
Thank you.

oh ghod

The first day of the year had to be the worst day of my life, ever.
 I won't go into detail. Things are looking up since. That's the best I can say. I love you folks.

Keep your good thoughts pointed towards me yeah?.