A House, A Home

Almost six weeks have passed since we arrived in Canada as freshly minted immigrants. “What’s it like?”, people have asked – wondering about the reality of starting a new life in another country. I honestly don’t really know. We’re in transition. Neither here nor there. We’re unknotting Irish ties...

Stranger in a Strange Land

There we were, piled into a taxi van with two kids, four suitcases and several smaller items of luggage. Just after the taxi pulled away from the Arrivals hall I belatedly realised that we were missing something. The stroller we’d checked at the gate hadn’t appeared when we exited...

Moving Day

There was little sleep the night before. Children and babies have an innate ability to know when there’s a tough day ahead and will do their utmost to ensure that you face it bleary-eyed with a sluggish mind. We rose early, but much later than planned. And we were off…...

Tipping Point

Life is a roller coaster they say (or maybe that’s just Ronan Keating). We’ve been trundling up and down on the emigration coaster for a while now. Visa applications are a fickle and painfully slow process with more downs than ups. Each delay leaves you feeling like the end...

Unstuck

Stuck. The feeling that life is passing you by as you wait for something to happen. Instead of living in the moment and enjoying what you have, you inevitably weigh each day by the progress (or lack of) towards that distant goal. You strive to kindle motivation only for it...

What Might Be

I initially wrote this a few months ago as I solo-parented, and my husband attempted to alter our family’s future. A few weeks ago we danced the exact same dance again. Then waited, again. Soon now we can answer that simple question of what might be ahead for our family. 8.30pm. The zenith...