Real Stories with Mary Lynch
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We grow up in a world where we know there are separations which are traumatic at the time but these are a natural progression of living and learning which we have no choice but to go through.
Whatever is for you won't go by you
The first time this was said to me I was in my early twenties when I split up with my boyfriend.
The first time I met Margie was when she came to Foxford from Dublin with a group called Renew (www.renew-ireland.com). When I took them for a walk she was unable to come as she had not the energy; she was about fourteen stone in weight, bloated, and doped on prescription drugs. Her eyes were dead in her head, that same look I had seen in so many people that I had dispensed drugs to for years.
I read this somewhere lately and as strange as this sounds it's true. From the moment we are born we have started to die. It is the only thing that we are certain of in this life; no one leaves this world alive.
Communication - how far have we really progressed?
A long, long way when you think that you can go on skype and talk to someone in another place (far side of the world if they are connected) and see them as they speak and all this for free.
Location, insulation and ventilation might be key terms when renting a property in future
I know this is the name of an English TV programme which I loved when I had a TV but anyone who has had any dealings with property will know that they say the three most important ingredients when dealing with property are Location, Location, Location.
This column is written to support the women who intend to or are breastfeeding at the moment. It is not written to disapprove of women who choose not to as there are many reasons why women don't or can't breastfeed.
No, I am not talking about Tom Elliot's departure from the leadership of the UUP; I am talking about my daughter's departure from the country to work in New York for a year.
Charity begins at home...or does it!
As I wrote in my book, I visited Arizona in the early eighties and there in the desert I met cousins that we all knew existed but none of the family had ever met.
Have the lunatics taken over the asylum?
I know this is not a politically correct thing to say but it is what my friend said to me when he proofread this column and I think it is an appropriate name for this piece. I had originally called it; do you consider yourself mentally ill?
Even the word fear immediately conjures up all the things we do fear, its like when we talk about nits or lice - we immediately start to itch… haven't you just started to scratch?
When you have a pain, you alone know where you feel it and you alone can describe it to the doctor should you decide to go there. Pain is a warning that something is amiss, be that a little something or a major something.
What is it - this crazy little thing called love?
To me love is like the wind, you cannot see it, you cannot touch it, it is impossible to grasp but you certainly can feel it. Like the wind it can be soft and gentle, sometimes warm and comfortable, many a time hot (even in Ireland) and then sometimes it can be so uncomfortable, that is when it blows up a storm and knocks you off your stride. Of course all this depending on what type of love you are talking about.
am not trying to sell you Gillian McKeith's book even though I found it interesting; nor indeed am I trying to compete with Audrey's wonderful recipes in this paper; but as I feed my guests in Ti Suaimhnis I keep it simple. Good wholesome organic food. We all know (and most try to ignore) the fact is that you are what you eat as it affects everything about you, not only your weight.
No, I haven't gone away, even though I know there are a few people out there who wished I had!
Last Friday, at about 3.30, I sat down at my beloved stove to write the last column for this year and possibly my last article as I don't know if I have anything more to say after nearly 75,000 words.
If you spot it - you've got it!
I'm sure you have heard this saying and if you haven't or never knew what it meant it is like all these sayings, short, sweet and to the point.
Take care of your mental health
On April Fool's Day 1988 I moved into our first real home with a five month old baby.
Life has a way of repeatedly putting you into similar situations until you learn a particular lesson; most we choose to ignore as we continue down the same path blaming everyone else for what we avoid.
Sometimes we are asked to do something we have never done before and are very surprised (and sometimes shocked) by the request and even though we know in our hearts that it is the right thing to do we often go against our gut and ignore it never knowing what would have happened had we responded. This next article is about one of my latest requests.
