My years in foster care are a bit of a blur. I genuinely struggle to put a time frame on it all so forgive me if my blog post today feels disjointed at all. It's just the way my memories flow. If I had to estimate, I'd say I was in each 'main' home for …
My Mother
I wanted to write an introduction to my Mother today (my mam, my mammy, my blood) She was an amazing woman. She taught me a lot. She made me laugh. I remember once, my sister asked for shelves in her bedroom- a few days later she got home to a full bench stuck to her …
The Beginning
Where else to start, other than the beginning? I was a happy baby/ toddler, growing up with my 3 sisters and my parents. There was no wondering whether I was loved or not. I knew that I was. How could you not love this cute little human? The first time I remember questioning whether I …
Self Preservation to Self Love 