a life continuum
Grew up (‘dragged up’ as we used to say) in Dublin 11, my mother was 11 years old when she had her fist child, 11 years later i was born, she had 11 children in all. She was 83/11 when she passed away and so here we have a collection of 11 moments, capturing how it was and how it is now. Doodles of sorts, prose in the raking, joyful in the making.
Credits
An enormous thank you and expression of gratitude to my dear family, friends and colleagues who graciously gave me the space to be me.
Thank you to my two children, their spouses and grandchildren for their precious presence which fills me right up with so much joy and awe.
To all the children i have had the great fortune and pleasure to work with in the classroom. i thank them relentlessly for all their love, pureness, imagination and curiousity that energises me so, so much. i love them all the way to the moon and back.
Dedication
In loving memory of my father and mother who both had a most difficult life and despite all the violence and harm that was committed i love them both dearly.
My dearest Bridie who stepped in to nourish us as one of her own, and who saved us from further incarcanation in the orphanage. She was a true and pure angel who walked this Earth, full of kindness and love to us all.
And to you, the reader of these humble lines, i deeply wish you all the joy, peace and love that you so richly deserve.
Table of Contents
2 She
4 Friends
7 Bridie
9 Quest