The loneliness of the reluctant immigrant

Today is St Patrick’s Day. the day you are supposed to be happy to be Irish (or in Ireland) and grateful for the Welsh slave who converted Ireland to Christianity. But what if you don’t feel any of that? What if you just want to belong by just being you and not being part of […]

The day before tomorrow

I have no wealth, not even any possessions to give away. But I think I have taught my children what it means to love. I do think, although I am left with very little, that my children are proud of me, of how I have stood up for what I believe in, and how I have touched the world around me.