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The L word ....

Before we get crazy on what the L word is or might be, there are three that are tied so closely together, it is or they are anything but funny.
What is funny is they can be over Come and can be taken to a suitable place in our lives with the inclusion of another powerful L word.

LOVE, LIVE & LOSS.

It is oh so hard for each and every one of us have to face that horrible time in life when we must lose someone close to us. We are faced with all the negatives and confusion type feelings that we just never felt before or even just never considered.
LOSS can be so difficult the day it happens and for quite some time afterwards. It is a battle, that we never want to face nor have we had any real classes in it. Though when the time comes we do not have much choice. It is probably the hardest I have had to come to terms with, indeed.
If you are reading this and are in the midst of going through something of this nature, try and breathe. Sooth yourself with a little whisper, that it will pass. Not the feeling if LOSS but the harshness of when it is oh so raw.
The feelings of Loss, will definitely bring about many other feelings of despair and uncertainties about life.

Life, yes life is another L word that is for living and enjoying. Many slogans and advertisers out there want to inspire us all to live the perfect Life, LIVE Life to the max and so on. It is of course, in times of Loss we will look back on our Life, drawing on our memories. Thinking ourselves to a happier time as we wish to smile and remember the fun we have had, whilst stirring up the emotions we may even fall to a difficult half smile followed with some tears. It does indeed make LIFE a little harder right ? In trying to understand our LOSS.
Bringing us to try and understand exactly how much we have had such deep Love in our hearts.
We are reminded by our tears and then how on earth does any of this make sense ?
It is because we have lived in our LIFE that we feel so much LOVE and causes us so much pain in our LOSS.

Now that whole cycle sure is not easy for anyone, nobody and I know it all too well.
What can we do about it ? As I have said earlier, there are no classes to prepare us for this washing machine spectacle inside of our emotional self.

The questions are endless, but saving the best for last the L word that can help us through. Surround yourself with great friends and family and Laugh. Yup LAUGH. This can help us enjoy our memories, we can even come to tears in our laughter. Tears that will help us shed them and cleanse our soul.
It is a great remedy to help us LIVE
It is a great remedy to help us in LOVE
It is a great remedy to help us thru LOSS.

LAUGH and LAUGH loudly or quietly as you see fit. Never forget to LAUGH, our life will continue and we will carry with us always those who we have lost, sometimes even finding ways to LOVE even more.

Be kind to yourself, enjoy your feelings and as real as they are they will pass too. Embrace the opportunity to feel authentic.

No secret trick to it nor is there any one right way. There is although plenty more Life to LIVE and plenty more LOVE to be had so enjoy those thoughts even when it seems you cannot cope with your own personal LOSS.

Be sure to share with a Friend who may find LOSS difficult right now or finds it hard to LOVE right now.
You may just help them LIVE.
#TWOsonsTOOmany memoir available on Amazon.

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Selling books, writing

In life we all have dreams, is this a statement or a question you ask. Both.
Our dreams can be small or can be more massive than we care to think of. Why ? Because all this faith in one thing or another and the ideas of faith in something helps us to dream. Dream of great things to come to us in the future.
Why not ? We sure would be a shower of miserable old gits if we didn't have dreams to drive us to our next level.
Yes we have our technical dreams when we are sleeping, made up of all kinds of events in our heads, I am talking about more of the day dreams. The little things we wish for on any given day. So to break down some of my own dreams and maybe you can relate to such or mark off the list, those dreams you have already achieved.

I used to daydream before about living in a second floor apartment with wood floors and a balcony. I had no idea what was outside of the balcony only the room with the nice wood floor, the sun filled the room and I walked on hardwood floor bare foot in a pair of lounge pants, topless. I walked to the balcony laid my hands on the railing and was warmed by the son. I felt so fresh and so alive.
I have no other idea about this dream of mine other than it did keep reoccurring, there is no other items in the dream. No knowledge of anything outside the room or what type of an apartment it is other than the hardwood floor. No images in my mind of what is outside, is it a park or a beach or a busy street.
I could always see myself in this daydream and felt happy and warm, content !

I have spent many years a fisherman aboard commercial fishing boats and often dreamed of several different nature type experiences at sea. One clear one was to see the whales and the dolphins surface beside me and I get to just enjoy the moment. Nothing else in the day dream, a calm day out on the ocean and as far as the eye can see, marine life. Whales and dolphins swimming around me. No land in sight the water a blue green colour and mammals of the sea happy and swimming along with the boat. I have no picture of the boat in my dream not my crew members, just me, the ocean and the whales and the dolphins. Peaceful !

Now that we have personal drones with cameras attached makes my other dream very real for many now. I used to dream of flying, just me I could fly anytime I wanted to and could see below all the exact places I know. Rooftops and fields, rising higher to dodge the taller trees. I take off whenever I want and can direct myself in any direction with a very clear birds eye view of everything. Funny I always have trouble landing in that dream and so when I get there in my mind I like to keep it going longer and longer, afraid to land sometimes and so just swoop down and back up for some more dodging and weaving above everybody. In the dream no person can see me, I am just flying. There is no wind and no other noises. Every place I go I can see from that birds eye view and it is all perfect, free, smooth sailing so to speak. Weightless and free. Free !
So just there now I can look back and see I like in my dreams, Content, Peaceful & Free.
Imagine that, I never even considered those things til just now.
Are you you Free ?
Are you Content ?
Are you Peaceful ?

I have had my dreams, I have lived them, mind you
I have never flown without the assistance of a plane. I have flown above the clouds and looked back at the houses getting smaller as I headed off to various parts of the world. Did I feel Free? Absolutely. I have had that Sunday morning in a pair of lounge pants and been kissed by the sun. Happy and Content on my hardwood floor.
And really luckily I have enjoyed so much of nature at sea that I even got way more than I ever did dream. Wildlife all over the ocean and numerous days of being Peacful.
So we can indeed live our dreams. They can come to us in our very own simple life.

Can things change? Of course they can. We cannot live in a dream world all of the time but yes indeed we can live in it some of the time.

So what's it all got to do with books and writing and selling books even. Well I am here because I wrote my first book a memoir, my memoir and it is called TWO sons TOO many. Some people have confirmed to me that "oh yes having a couple of sons is a handful and indeed"
Some others have said to me "you should try three daughters, very hard to handle"
Well my TWO sons that are in the book, both passed away and so the title really is that TWO sons is TOO many for a father to lose.
The memoir is definitely filled with many of my dreams being filled and life being good and honest and beautiful, along with, harsh and cruel nightmares even.
So selling the book is all about bringing you into my life to enjoy how I lived my dreams and share with me in some of my pains. Not for sympathy or to cause you any pain, just to bring an understanding to each person that being aware of such can enrich your own life. Reading about another's hardships can help you gain that higher level of appreciation for your own, life, kids or dreams.

A little of "it was all good just a week ago" kind of thing. What does that mean ? Google it and have a listen.
Help yourself reach your own small dreams each and everyday possible. Try to be Content and when you can make it so, bring about into your life as much as you can to be Peaceful.
Remember no matter what your day is like or how the weather may be, you are Free to enjoy it. It is your choice, Free. Free to enjoy your a peace and Contentment.
You can find my book on Amazon for paperback or kindle just search the title TWO sons TOO many.

Thank you for reading and be kind to yourself in your life. You can reach the simple dreams you have.
Feel absolutely free to make a comment below or press a like or even share the post with your friends on Facebook. It would be nice to see many many shares, that way I get to know you read all the way down.
So buy the book.
Share with your friends.
And ENJOY Peacful, Content, Freedom.
1Luv.

TWO sons TOO many Intro.

Introduction

Where does one begin, at the beginning will be the reply from all the smarties in the group, of course the beginning so here we are.
Once upon a time a baby was born and the world did not know what it was in for, but alas it was me. They say a big whopper of a child yet at only 9lbs or somewhere around that mark.
My own very first son, came in at 10lbs 11 or 11lbs 10 always get confused with numbers, yet my self-proclaimed mathematically genius has carried me through many a task of deep deep numerical quagmire.
Back to serious stuff though, so born yeah! Great out in the world, funny thing as an adult I have the most vivid memories of being a baby, I always ask other adults, new groups of friends do you remember being a baby? Many say NO and I find that strange as I can recall before I ever walked, like it was yesterday I can recall my older brother being told to share his candies with me and I knew he didn’t want to and I wanted candy. I will guess my age of that event to be approx. 1 year old.
Now to read and write and put it all on paper finally well aren’t we off to a great start, memories from 1 year of age, no wonder the book weighs a ton. Let’s catch up, this is the internet age so better reference would be “no wonder the download took 7 months” Being witty not the theme here but yes I like to keep things real and call them for the way that I see them, trouble is if you really take a look at the truth or the realness of a situation you are going to find some funny stuff there too and so with life being deep, emotional and miserable it is just as well there is a laugh or two along the way, any who? as they say, back to me. You got the picture born a big lad and it carried through all my years, not the biggest in the group but a good firm strong built individual to say the least. 6ft and change in the vertically and broad and strong in the wide section, not fat that came with life a little later on.

So why bother reading about me, no reason really you should close the book now and return it for your money back, demand full refund, that is what I say to those of the pessimistic view, why did you pick it up in the first place I mean after all what could be so interesting about me compared to the next Joe schmo? Nothing! That’s right nothing.
The reason I am going to share this with you, the reader is to maybe let one little ounce of this life out to you and maybe just maybe after the record breaking sales of my book one single individual will get it and then it was all worth it.
Rambling again, well you will get used to that and if you like to get lost in a story, then I have tons of them for you, funny thing on that note. A smart well wise really, guy I came across in my twenties told me, “you know the truth is the hardest thing to believe” I gave it some thought he persisted, he was a city cop actually and I kept thinking he wanted me to say something I didn’t want to say or something. The old Jedi mind trick being used on me, but anyway he insisted, “think about it” if someone tells you a lie you swallow it whole, and cannot wait to run and tell your friends, mates, partners the story. Now someone tells you the truth, what is a typical response? “Get out of here” “shut up” “are you for real”, “that can’t be true” etc. etc. You walk away in no hurry to tell anyone. Funny how it works isn’t it. Give it a little thought and you will see, draw on all and or any stories someone ever told you, what was your reaction?
Ok so I have many, many, truths to share with you and some you are going to say are in no way believable and others you will swallow hook line and sinker. Why, it is just the nature of the beast in us. If I could tell you why, I wouldn’t be writing it all down to share with you. I would be charging $1000 an hour in a well decorated office in my downtown Manhattan office whilst living care free somewhere around central Park. Just to live the rich lifestyle, of a genius mind reader type guy.
But I do not and so I cannot answer why we tell the truth and nobody wants to believe it. So when reading further keep in mind you might want to set down the auld book as it gets to be too unbelievable which might actually mean you have hit the real truth piece.
I can tell you right now we are gonna become buddies on this one if you stick with it and I will have to call you buddy because I have no way to know your name, are you man or woman, adolescent or elderly or anywhere in between, so take no offense from us getting to know each other through the buddy system. I will call you buddy for want of any better term, none come to mind right now so why not.
Ok the child hood, I was born in the mid-seventies, some of you may identify immediately with the era of growing up and being a fully-fledged kid in the early eighties. I had a great child hood; I mean my innocence was top class. I was so shy you would never believe it, as people used to say I was a fine young handsome man and again being a big strong fit child, all the older folk would pass some comment or other. But my innocence was immense; I mean I was so shy and scared as a young boy. I never or rarely would speak in a crowd or answer the teachers question in school, why I just thought it was better to let someone else answer, someone who would get it wrong and then they could be the embarrassed one, hell no! Not me. I was not going to embarrass myself in a room of 30 other children, that being said because they all viewed me as a genius by about 5years of age they didn’t want me to answer anyway because I always had the answer. The other kids got their kicks out of getting their assignments finished before me checking to see if I was finished already I never cared less, looking back I just did what I needed to do and that was enough.

Chapter 1
I have my father to thank or to blame, who knows which, maybe my older brother too, the same guy who wouldn’t share that candy I distinctly remember hearing my mother say “share with your little brother” but I was standing up in the baby cot waiting for him to come into the room and share but he just didn’t. He came in when the candy was gone with a smart Alec type look on his face, so I was destined to be pissed off and disappointed by him from the get go, resentment? Nah, not really, just a vivid baby memory. Why would I thank him, well he is 2 years my elder, so when he had started school at 4 years of age, I was jealous of him doing homework in the evening right around his 4 and half yrs. to 5 mark so me approx. 2 and half heading into three. I wanted home work too. My dad used to sit me up on the opposite end of the table from him and while he was doing the really nasty homework piece I was at the other end learning to write, trying to read and do mathematics. At three years of age, I couldn’t wait for my dad to set me up with the home work for the evening, I would try and finish fast because my dad seemed to enjoy it, the harder the math he gave me the quicker I would try and do it. Then it actually became serious, I was rattling of the times tables, long division sums, long multiplication at least that’s what it was called back then, to my older brother I was just becoming more and more annoying. But hey I didn’t know what annoying was, I was 3 for crying out loud. Looking back my poor dad thought he had an Einstein, thought he produced the next NASA scientist, keep reading you will tie it all together, but to save any suspense, I have never worked for NASA….
So by the time I had started school I was waiting for the others to catch up within about a month of joining school, the teachers were answering me with things, like yes Aidan I know you know, let’s give the others a chance. So there I was off to a flying start in life, bright as a bulb, eager to learn more and loving every minute of it, no idea what arrogant meant or cocky or any of those words, was just me being me.
My class mates struggled through that first year of school learning three times three is nine, three times four is twelve and so on. I was buzzing around a little tyke I can’t wait for the 12 times 12 I will smash them on this one, I used to say things like, it’s easy just 10 times 10 and add 2 times 2… I really had no idea then obviously I was 4 years of age and remember turning five, but I had no idea that some people didn’t get it, it didn’t work for them in their brain. I never thought anyone was less or was stupid, I remember as a child back then I just thought everybody was cool and everybody liked to have fun the way I did, to laugh and make jokes and play sports was all that was important. And sports it was, I loved every kind of activity they would give us, the list, basketball,

New year, New Book. why write ?

Having a head full of numbers and remembering by default, I am deciding 2018 is the year I try and forget numbers. For a change, why not ?
It will be the year where I decide to only remember a handful of phone numbers and a birthday or two along the way.
This new venture will be to leave all that headspace to complete the next book.
Yes there is another, the bug just hits to write, not sure why but it is a real bug, a healthy one with a touch of I must I must I must. If that's what a bug for something is.

Why write? Well it is to get out of myself some of the amazing, hahaha I know, but when you stand back and take a look at it all, reflection I guess, it is amazing really.
We all have it inside of us somewhere, be it experiences or a unique perspective on anything.
Yup Anything, there is a unique view of any Sony mole item in our live, a typical day for you not be for me or for example, two people might share a bus journey from point a to b, same bus same, time frame, same everything but not the sMae experience or perspective. We are not the same really.

Life itself can be quite tough at times for all of us and why not write it out and see how it sounds, will it publish is a who knows type of thing, but it will be written regardless. 2017 gone forever, now the new year 2018 is time for action, as all our years start off, it is inside of us how we actually commit and bring it all about. The "make it happen captain" type attitude needed to stay afloat in the scar, big bad world.

I like to think to myself that one of you out there needs a little inspiration for your year and so hear it is.
You can do it, you will do it just make a little effort and anything is truly possible.
Cliche isn't it ?
I set my mind to write my memoir TWO sons TOO many. It is out there now and you can find it on Amazon......
Oh no wait please finish the piece before rushing off to buy. (lol)
Seriously though, we all need a little kick in the back side now and again and with society (people) being so busy that just leaves ourselves to do it.
So up you get, turn around and give yourself a kick in the bum.....

Well done.
With that out of the way, enjoy your year and achieve above and beyond where you imagine. Do all that comes natural and stay safe whilst enjoying your life..
Let the new you be invented every day, start over inspire others and have yourself a fabulous 2018
Not forgetting of course my new book will be out this year. Follow me on Twitter @TWOsonsTOOmany
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Pssst !!! Don't forget to read TWO sons TOO many
You will find by searching the title on Amazon, super easy. Not expensive and a wild ride of a life story.

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Christmas time FOR THE......

For the children really. The magic of Santa Claus, looking up at the stars each night on christmas week, listening as they fall asleep. Hoping to hear a HO-HO-HO or the jingle of a bell.
Their innocence creating the magical. How wonderful are they, to me they are everything. A childs mind the perfect blank canvas to write and draw upon. To fill their minds with such excitement. There is no other event that a child will dive into so deeply with their beliefs.

I have a lost my two sons and have wished for 6 years now to have a christmas without such memories of darkness and depression. Yet how does one really stay mad at christmas. Moving on with the pain and the feeling of missing my babies, only to be reminded each year by the decorations and the smell of fresh pine needles.

So I wonder quite a bit, how others may actually cope, what other human beings may experience deep sadness once the festive cheer starts to ring out. My baby died suddenly on December 12th 6 years ago at the age of only 15. A 15 year old boy becoming a man. I call him my baby as that is what he was, though mighty and strong in all his own right. 6 years trying not to look at christmas lights or any of the religous ornaments while I would rather be, curtains drawn & lights off, if I am to be truly honest.
So what about others ? It brings me to an understanding perhaps or maybe even just true cause for thought and consideration, that maybe other folk actually suffer and keep it all in, just like me.
It serves a good point to go easy on one another around Christmas time, make a considerate gesture to those you encounter daily. Be nice even respectful to those you meet along the holiday period. No not giving and giving to every simple cause, but give consideration to your fellow humans and allow the children to enjoy Christmas whilst remaining considerate to everyone else.

Your thoughts or comments you can write them below

If you wish to be charitable, you can buy my memoir TWO sons TOO many on Amazon and a donation will be made to the CRY foundation for each and every sale. So happy to have a charity partner that works so hard to help you, yes you never have to be like me.

Be considerate and keep the magic alive for the little ones

As only an Irish person can Know

"There is a great bit of drying in it" ME BALLIX !

Well is it not really the saying of all sayings, like seriously.
I too am Irish of course and as patriotic as the next fella, however who ever thought that the beautiful country of Ireland can be generously green in nature without all the rain here and there.
The optimistic Irish, always look on the bright side, the dry side would be in this case. People just say the funniest things. One to give you a laugh, perhaps we should just break one of them down and search for an understanding, sure why not ?
"There is great drying in it" now what in God's name is that, like seriously, rain showers are a happening but once to twice and hour and the weather forecaster may just call for "scattered showers" or even "patchy rain" . Now I am not really sure about any individual here reading this so we will call them you, so I am not sure about you. Do you or have you ever gotten clothes dry on a clothes line in one hour ? Or even thirty minutes, which of course would be the time between the patchy, scattered showers. NAH me either.
So when someone says to me in the thick of a winter's month in Ireland "great bit of drying in it" how should I respond ? Ask them are they completely insane? Are they seriously deluded? Or what exactly is wrong with them indeed ?
Too many head scratches there. Great bit of drying, like thank God for small mercy kind of thing, like be thankful for the heavy winds blowing that might just carry your washing into a neighbours garden. Thankful to the point of, if I hang them out and just keep staring out the window I can get them dry and get back out like a track star and recover all the almost dry clothes upon the first droplets arrival. "Sure if they didn't dry that much I can hang them back out in a minute, its only a shower"
OH MY GOD, if Ireland wants to win Olympic medals in the future, add in LAUNDRY nobody can beat the Irish on this, seriously. Out then in then out again the a quick whizz around the dryer a bit of ironing and an airing cupboard, then send the kids out to play "cause it's healthy" and cringe as they slash around in the middle of a soaked field. Ground that has not seen a dry moment for four or five months and probably go another few months yet. Clothes going down in the big soaked gardens and parks of Ireland, destroyed with mud, literally destroyed, "but sure only a bit of mud". Doing it all again tomorrow. Washing machine full, loaded to go and here we go again. A national pastime, can it be called pastime? Chore mat just be a better term. National Chore of Ireland, running back and forth to the washing line. Amazing, totally amazing and then remain so upbeat about it all.
So I can imagine that the bursting optimism about the "great drying" helps to break the truest of all literal meanings in life, Rinse-Repeat, Rinse-Repeat.
Some folks, how do they do it ? Again I have to repeat "great drying in it, ~ me ballix"

A Day, a date, a memory ?

Sometimes in our lives a day can be so normal. Time can pass us by like we are standing still.
We begin in the morning and motor through our day until we return to our blankets and pillow again. What happened in between?
Just another day.
For widespread holidays we are reminded of halloween, most recently. Christmas day perhaps or a few others dotted along our calendar throughout our year.
Yes it is your calendar, your year, your time is your life. So indeed your day is so important, each and every one of them.
So what makes a special day ? What makes us remember something oh so special ?
A Birthday. What a great day, the day a beautiful new born arrived. We can remember the day a little baby came into our life and once a year we celebrate a birthday. Do you actually relive or even go all the way back to that birth day and recall how wonderful the day was when the little munchkin was born ?

How special really ? For some of us we can remember many special days of our children or a younger sibling such that we can enjoy that birthday so much.
It is funny how a date can mean so much, a simple day that will pass like any other. Yet our feelings lift a little or even a lot for that special day.

Some of us can be totally freaked out by a date, Friday 13 for example or what about even April fools day. They are marks in our year we do not forget. How could any ever forget a birthday ?
I have been caught up on a day for quite some years now and will never forget it like it was yesterday.
Making memories all the time when this day has rolled around.
Now it rolls around and carries weight even fear. Well how can a day be so strong so powerful ?
November 16 is the day, D-day.
My oh so beautiful baby was born making me a father at only twenty years of age. What a wonderful memory. A Day in my year that marked a change in me from run of the mill boy to Father, wow!
Now here it comes again.
Cherish your days, cherish your memories and make more memories everyday.
I like to live these memories a little in each and every day of my year. What a bittersweet day you have become November 16.
A smile cracks across my face with the sun rise, turning to frown and a tear just as quickly. Wow how much a day can mean.
Why share with you? To encourage you to make your special days a little extra special so you can have the greatest of memories to always have close to your heart, making your mind smile with the simple thoughts of how truly wonderful you can remember the birthday of your special ones.

Make the Memories now or be left like me searching and holding tightly to the ones that exist.
Darra this is your birthday month and the 16 is fast approaching. Will I make it ? I think so, it will be fine (I hope).
Happy Birthday to you Darra, November 16 the day that changed my life forever. I miss you much and now imagine how we could have celebrated, the fireworks we could have and how very special this day will always be.
NOVEMBER 16 your beautiful day
xoxoxoxoxoxox.

How MAD are you ?? (What a word)

It often comes to me in moments of MADNESS that the thought process is really quite MAD isn't it ?

A simple word, well they are all simple really when we think about them. One of the funny things when we say a word repeatedly and it looses meaning, just for a short while our brain forgets the meaning while we say it over and over again.
So the word MAD, in Ireland we can use this word so much and it never looses meaning. We can use it to replace, strange or weird for anything really and then such things being weird can be unusual or unreal. We in Ireland can cover all of those with a quick "jaysus that's MAD isn't it ?"

Though Mad just never seems to loose meaning, when I lived in the big old U.S of A. saying to someone they are MAD never really had the same effect although the really MAD ones always found it offensive. If anything, I used to connect it with laughter as a great show of comedy sketches which I found quite funny, called MAD tv.

Sometimes people have told me that blah blah blah is so MADDENING to them, when I think of this I can get into all kinds of confusion. So something is prevoking them or annoying to them hence it is MADDENING. Then growing up in Ireland being MAD could have just been a way to pass comment on something weird or unusual or even strange. How could this be provoking or annoying ????

There are many youth now who have taken the MAD to a whole and other level while they post their status or profile on social media of being a "full time MAD bastard" what do they mean exactly? They promise to devout their teen years at being weird and unusual all the while being annoying and full time provoking ?

Some others use the word to I guess mean passionate or something, I am MADLY in love with.........which would mean frantically, insanely or hysterically in love with. How nerve racking is that. Someone is hysterically in love with...... but they would never choose that expression so MADLY works just fine.

When someone does something a little off the cuff, well it can be referred to as complete and utter MADNESS or another way something can be condemed to be politely crazy is when we use sheer. Oh yeah that points the finger "sheer MADNESS" that is like saying "pure MAD" . How funny is this little three letter word. Not so funny if any men in white coats while asessing you write down. MAD!

Pure MAD though, can be a great expression of awesome. A friend may be telling of how great a weekend they just had and how their new friend was just awesome by saying "we had a pure MAD weekend and this guy, oh what a great laugh. He was pure MAD. This does not mean he needed doctors help at all, just a good up for a laugh guy who was the life of the party. Yet say to another "are you MAD?"
you may not get a friendly response.

So to leave you with my MAD thoughts would be to say, it can be quite MADDENING to compliment someone on their pure MAD loving life attitude to be met with a complete, full time MAD bastard resposnse of how they express their being MADLY offended at how anyone with such utter MADNESS dares to comment on their person.... oooooohhhh makes me so MAD.
Now isn't that just MAD lol enjoy ur life.
A song perhaps and a good one at that. https://youtu.be/8eAprKvKttI

Hurricane in Ireland

So it was a massive waiting game, waiting for Ophelia to hit. Strong winds came and went and along the east coast of Ireland and around Dublin where I am currently.
It has been reported that there has been loss of life from accidents this day of the hurricane and this of course is a sadness. Our thoughts for a moment for the families.

Just as life is and can be a hurricane, we anticipated the excitement, we even dramatize it a little bit and the it all happens too quickly leaving us wonder, was that it ?
Life can happen quickly so why not enjoy it to your own maximum. Not anyone elses. Your own happiness and peace of mind depend upon you. So to keep on theme while I listen to winds howling outside.
Stay safe, enjoy yourself as responsibly as you can and for a moment of this day click a link below and relax.. or turn the volume up. One last thing come press like and follow & share on facebook @TWOsonsTOOmany

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People, places & things. Ur thoughts?

How deep is too deep ? In the emotional arena of our lives. I have written a book about my life, well pieces of it at least, all true and nothing too serious. Well perhaps some of the stuff is way too serious. It just becomes or seems less serious when it has passed.

I didn't hold back to consider that perhaps it was too emotional or it was too harsh, too sexy, too devastating, too violent or anything other than the title. TWO sons TOO many. I found that quite often people were in my face saying "oh my god to lose your son is just unimaginable" followed by "oh my god to lose one son is too much, but two sons is just TOO many" so a title was born.

So why continue to share thoughts? You ask. Well why not, there are many thoughts and feelings we all experience in every day of our lives. For you or me we can stay busy or force ourselves to be busy as a way to avoid a feeling or stay in positive thought mode and really this is a great attribute. Until of course that one person at the wrong moment in the wrong place, triggers you into an all out frenzy of upset, bothered, hateful and some other bitter thoughts or feelings. Angry even?
Was it the person who triggered you and really pissed you off ?
Was it the place you were in at that precise moment that hit the trigger?
Or was it the thing they had just said that set it off ?
Even though we can still hide our feelings in such moments but our day can just change for us. Our stay focused and busy momentum can shift a little, this is of course totally ok too.
So let's break it down a bit.
Our feelings and thoughts, we cannot really avoid them, they are there and best we acknowledge that right off the bat. We cannot blame someone for ruining our day just because they hit a nerve with us, we cannot blame a place or a thing for the same either.
Feelings, they are with us the way they are whenever they decide to raise up and fill us, sometimes more powerfully than we could ever imagine. Some people even have panic attacks which is said to be even just an overwhelming passing of feelings all at once.
Thoughts, they too are with us all day everyday and what can we do about that. A mind racing and rushing bringing us to think that we feel so busy that we do not get a minute for ourselves and so we continue to think, believe it or not we do have the ability to think ourselves into a right old knot if we want to allow ourselves to do it.

How can we take a moment, oh yes the great moment for ourselves. A simple deep breath, inhaling all that is good around us, hearing nothing but the air travel deep into our lungs, hearing our nostrils fill and feeling them expand wanting to take it all in. Imagine that that air you are breathing in is not only essential to your survival but is full of all the goodness of life, filling you back up to the top with calm. Filling your lungs which in turn will carry oxygen all through our body with the exact stuff nature wants us to have. The clear, mellow air runs through your body calming our mind. Just focus on the breathing, allowing your mind to become blank. Maybe even try a second deep breath or a third if needs be. A few of these can be just what we need to bring our brain and all of our thoughts right back to a basic world. To a basic day or even that simple basic moment.
As we exhale we can imagine all the nasty stuff rushing out of your mouth like in the green mile. The hatred of things and the thoughts that drive us to a point of crazy, be gone with our exhale. Here yourself breathe out, feel yourself empty as the harsh feelings escape through your mouth, out away from you.
Then we inhale again to fill the void, fill that once upon a time negative energy space with the uplifting wind, the fresh air. Even swing your arms if you can and take it all in again, the joy of the world filling you right up to bringing balance to your mind and your feelings. I have found that this form of relaxation can be carried out at any given time of any given day and even brought me to a point of tears. When all the world stopped for just a moment around me and I focused on myself for a moment. Why tears? Not to be miserable or upset. Just emotions, well being and the feeling of being so sad yet so grateful for my life and the air that I can breathe.

If practicing some simple breathing exercises can be this powerful and bring us to a moment of bliss or even a clarity in our life where our mind and our heart can be as one, then why not do it everyday?
Seriously try it, you may even just forget about people for a moment. Even forget about the place you are and quite possibly forget about any thing that has been bothering you. So can you take this moment for yourself ? You do deserve it fully and it is not something you need to change your whole day around for. Just take a few relaxing breaths. All the better if you can work your body muscles while you breathe. On the inhale feel all your muscles tense up as they are preparing to oust from your body, your mind and your heart, the negative horrible nonsense that causes you to feel bad sometimes. As you exhale, breathe out the stresses of life and allow each muscle to relax as you do. Allow your muscles a moment to fill with your next breath. Taking in your next breath to fill those muscles with goodness, freshness, LIFE.

This can or may bring about a better feeling to you that will not be shaken by any place or person, or even any thing. Focus on the clarity and enjoy the feelings that come and go each and every day. You know you have them so just enjoy them. Happy feels awesome and miserable can also feel awesome if we just breathe through it.

My book over on Amazon will bring you to a deep place in a couple of different areas, your thoughts and your emotions. How about you take the read and get to know me which may shed some light on how this breathing idea has become an integral part of my dealing with feelings and thoughts.
TWO sons TOO many, is the title and any who want a good bit of a laugh along a life of chaotic happenings mixed with devastation beyond belief. Come check it out and leave a review.
So get to enjoying your breathing, along with enjoying your day, your week and your year.

Try it , for real just give it a go. Won't cost you anything but maybe 45 seconds. The benefits. Amazing.