This story was written by me to share with you my experiences and the joy I have felt in my life because of my Mothers presence in my life.  Its about our time together, the love between us, all our shared pain, her courage undefined, undefeated and finally understood through my eyes and her actions.  Within this book you will feel our lives, her difficult life living with addiction, poverty and judgement. The violence she endured. Her loss of love and children who died at birth and young youth. Its an educational travel along with us as I capture it all.  But finally in the last years of our time together we both found peace and contentment.  I am happy because of her, she loved me.

 

Born in Dublin in the mid 70s my Dad was a great drinker while my Mother was a great Ma not just to us but to all the kids round us who needed a Mother.  We spent a lot of our time in The Liberties where my Dad had his shop.  This neighborhood was full of character and we were for sure part of that.  We also lived in the suburbs in social housing surrounded by other families who suffered from catholic guilt and addiction.  My young years between these two places are full of interesting happenings to say the least.

 

I grew up and got out of that type of background, got enough education to keep me going although I did get kicked out of one of the best colleges in Ireland by the time I was twenty.  It was then that I got my first house, began working in the film business and got me taste for the road.  I found myself in Rome where I started a business which for a healthy amount of time was one of the most successful in its industry in Italy.  After that music and my relationship with my Mother became my focus in life

 

For the last years of her life she lived with Alzheimer’s and with me in the mountains in our home there, our days were filled with music, dancing and time in our forest garden.  Then we took a wonderful journey together to Malta, Nepal, Rome and finally to Cape Town where Ma left her body in peace and on her own terms.

 

Almost a year after she passed on I began to write about the two of us, about what this whole life had meant to us and how our circumstances might have shaped us if it wasn’t for her fearless love.  She was a brave heart.  I wrote about why and how she coped tragedy and why she was loved so much, and I hope that I captured the essence of her contentment in her final years as we traveled, she had no concept of a future, and no memories of her difficult past which meant she only had thew present moment in which she lived and was happy.  It is my hope that this book will be an inspiration to those of you who take the time to buy and read it.

and I look forward to your feedback

 

Sean T