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As I stood in my living room staring out the window, the dark, dismal, rainy morning reflected every bit of what I was feeling inside. Outside the world continued on, people going to work, children going to school, the postman delivering letters. How could they? Why had everything not come to a standstill – my believed, precious Paul was dead. …
My father was born on a farm in Leitrim in 1935. He died in Cork City in 2011. The world he was born in was very different to the one he died in.He was very much a man of his time. He liked going for walks, pottering about, and being busy fixing things. He enjoyed chats and meeting new people. He didn’t like fuss. He didn’t talk about his…
We had wonderful times during the 3 years Mum lived with me but we had our challenges too. Neither of us had a clue what was happening. We were both terrified I was panicking that I would fail her in some way, and Mum was terrified I would leave her or put her in a Nursing Home. Angela and Carmel July 18th 2011.jpg…
I will never forget that Friday. After hearing the devastating news, I drove Dad home from the hospital to our family home in Caherlistrane. I remember travelling home that afternoon pondering on how we were going to break this news to Mammy, and I knew we would be requiring the assistance of Galway Hospice very shortly. In September 2005, my…
Cathy, our Night Nurse arrived into our lives on Wednesday, 22nd October 2008. After very brief introductions she became so much a part of our family. We did not know her and she did not know us, but we all had one thing in common. That was to help our Dad’s death be as pain free and gentle as possible. We entrusted her with our most precious…
