Long ago, when my uncle was alive and chaining smoking Sweet Afton in the back kitchen of the home-house, we used to judge how well his general mental well-being was by the number of cups of tea he’d drink in an hour. The tea per hour, generally, was a good indicator of how much pacing per hour was on his agenda for the late evening and night. If he was tipping over the four or five cups we’d observe aloud variations of the following:
Having just read this article I feel I know Gerry's mother. In my book that generation were the real heroes of this country. They lived in very tough times economically but despite that held to their beliefs in God and country. I dispise the mob who virtue signal the past.
What a beautifully written, loving, piece! It reminded me of my Mum (d. 2009), her love for us all and her extraordinary resilience in the face of great losses...a resilience which fortunately I inherited. Your description of your Mum watching Masses around the country on her Ipad makes me wonder if I shouldn't do the likewise. Maybe it's the only realistic way I can contribute to the future welfare of our children, our country and our world because I strongly suspect only God can help us now.
Ah the Ma's and Da's . My mam and dad usd to come over for Sunday dinner's and as soon as he had finished he would stand up put his coat or jacket on and say that was lovely and head for home hahaha, He just liked his own home/space , He used to hold a prayer meeting during the week and would be heading and announce , my women are waiting for me lol , all old ladies no men bothered.
Marvellous writing Gerry, my mother passed away in 2021, she used to worry about me a lot but the funny thing is she now feels closer than ever and things have happened that I am sure is her motherly love working behind the scenes. For example my mother loved dogs and we happened to find a dog who is just right for my family, he was born on her first anniversary, there is God in the small things 😃🐕🙏
Love this. Your mam reminds me of my mam who used physically relax once we crossed the Shannon on trips back to Mayo from Dublin and declare to all: 'now we're on the right side of country.'
The God of small things.
Lovely piece Gerry.
We all have a lot to live up to. Great essay.
Having just read this article I feel I know Gerry's mother. In my book that generation were the real heroes of this country. They lived in very tough times economically but despite that held to their beliefs in God and country. I dispise the mob who virtue signal the past.
What a beautifully written, loving, piece! It reminded me of my Mum (d. 2009), her love for us all and her extraordinary resilience in the face of great losses...a resilience which fortunately I inherited. Your description of your Mum watching Masses around the country on her Ipad makes me wonder if I shouldn't do the likewise. Maybe it's the only realistic way I can contribute to the future welfare of our children, our country and our world because I strongly suspect only God can help us now.
Loved it Gerry thank you 😊
Beautiful Gerry, I love it 😍
Reading your stuff is like taking the time to really look at a classic painting. There's a lot there that doesn't immediately meet the eye
Ah the Ma's and Da's . My mam and dad usd to come over for Sunday dinner's and as soon as he had finished he would stand up put his coat or jacket on and say that was lovely and head for home hahaha, He just liked his own home/space , He used to hold a prayer meeting during the week and would be heading and announce , my women are waiting for me lol , all old ladies no men bothered.
ye miss them when their gone , Thank's Gerry.
Marvellous writing Gerry, my mother passed away in 2021, she used to worry about me a lot but the funny thing is she now feels closer than ever and things have happened that I am sure is her motherly love working behind the scenes. For example my mother loved dogs and we happened to find a dog who is just right for my family, he was born on her first anniversary, there is God in the small things 😃🐕🙏
Love this. Your mam reminds me of my mam who used physically relax once we crossed the Shannon on trips back to Mayo from Dublin and declare to all: 'now we're on the right side of country.'
This piece is outstanding - deeply piercing ! Thank you -D