This young man is today in transit to Afghanistan on a six month deployment. He is my grandson and I know I won't rest until he comes home. So I have made a pact with myself. If Conor can serve in a war zone, I can work at getting myself sorted, physically, mentally, emotionally.

I know I have tried before, but I have never had a grandson at war before.  So this time will be different. When I am wanting to give up I will have his picture in front of me and that will spur me on.

I am doing this for ME, no one else, I don't care if anyone else is interested. This is me keeping strong for my daughter her family and her son.

Hello September

 My favourite month of the year September, you have come around so quickly.  You will disappear just as fast too I guess. So I best make the most of you. I love the rich, mellow, bountiful feel of September leading into October.  The atmospheric light, colour and smell of September is just wonderful to me.

  My childhood memories of a new school year, new books to read, new words to learn, fresh pages to write. All mingled together is September, a month that always made me happy.It is a new beginning of learning, experience and enrichment.  I hope to enfold myself in a blanket of September's riches to get me through some tough times that are coming soon.

My grandson Conor leaves for Afghanistan on September 16th. Do I need say anymore.