When the kids to wrap their fingers around my neck in play I’m transported back in time to the day a man strangled his daughter on the stairs of their home while her mother and siblings watched…
Tag: childhood memories
A farm-girl’s reluctant farewell
Growing up on an isolated farm in rural Ireland, my childhood memories are largely happy ones. I spent most of my time playing outdoors. Things could have been idyllic but for the inexplicable holes and blanks in my child’s comprehension. Looking past the fresh air and freedom, all was not well in my world.