She knows when he is nearby. She doesn’t have to hear him or see him. There is that fresh fragrance with a hint of deep, strong wooden undertones. It is crisp and clean. The smell of sweet pine on a Spring day. And underneath that reoccurring yet not permanent essence is another homely aroma. So… Continue reading Her lifeline
Author: dearbhla.sloan
It could be grief
“It could be grief” he said. “But without death?” she replied “And that’s ok” he said, “because grief is not just a friend of death” The curling of her lips drawing his hand closer to her chin, “but one that visits at different, sometimes unexpected, stages of our lives.” “It’s ok to cry,” his fingers… Continue reading It could be grief
Dear Little One
Dear Little One, I am sorry that we are failing you. Helplessly standing at the side-lines as your world tumbles in around you. Despite the shouting and protesting from those who can see what is happening, those who can make a difference remain silent, either adamant in their support or whispering their disdain with the… Continue reading Dear Little One
The Housemaid by Freida McFadden
Now this was a page turner that twisted so quick I felt like I had a bit of whiplash! A psychological thriller, “The Housemaid” by Freida McFadden is a good read but one that took me a while to get into and a bit of perseverance to get through. The format of the book and… Continue reading The Housemaid by Freida McFadden
All good here
“All good here” comes my reply. My brain on auto-response carefully curating the short, simple reply. Just three little words. Three little words slotting into another layer of a regulated dam built to hold it all back. But that’s not what I really meant to type. What I really wanted to say is… I miss… Continue reading All good here
Take my hand
Take my hand, I will hold you tight. That mask you hold is deep and thick, hiding your true self from all who look. I see it getting heavier, weighing down on your innocent mind and little body. Those tiny fingers drumming, hands and feet rhythmically moving, discarding the lights, the voices, the noises that… Continue reading Take my hand
Ugly Journaling
Ugly journaling… 5 stars - highly recommend!! ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ I have always been a strong advocate for writing things down, getting your feelings out of your head and onto a piece of paper - especially if you can’t speak about them. I encourage the kids to do it all the time, and I have done it… Continue reading Ugly Journaling
You Killed Me First by John Marrs
From reading online reviews, I think I am probably falling at the less popular end of the spectrum. As someone who loves to write and dreams of someday being published, I find it hard to critique other writers work if it involves any negativity at all. I can think it but I don’t want to… Continue reading You Killed Me First by John Marrs
The Nurse by Claire Allan
This book had me gripped - and for all the right reasons! Being from Ireland, I love books from local authors that embrace the local areas and character types. For me this book, really had it all - lovable characters, a challenging storyline and some twists and turns a long the way! When Nell Sweeney,… Continue reading The Nurse by Claire Allan
Broken Soles
“Not even a kiss goodbye” my lips coyly poised as he leaned forward and took hold of the handle. The heat of his breath intimate against my face. The door opened out onto a gravel yard. A pathway made by the back and forth tracking of different comers and goers lay ahead. “Happy Valentine’s Day”… Continue reading Broken Soles
Wee Bubble of Books 