I am Elaine. I live in Dublin, Ireland with my husband and three girls, ages 9, 11 & 14. I’m a one time engineer turned Maths/ICT teacher. I’m a procrastinator, overly curious and excitable, a lover of challenges and helping others person.
Nowadays, I work in a school aligned with the Irish Mental Health services. Our teenage students experience difficulty with their mental health for varying reasons. Through my work, I’ve delved into understanding teens better and learning how they learn. So a bit of that and parenting, healthy living, meditation, motivation & lots of self help.
All the advice is to name your blog something clear, obvious & marketable but it was difficult. It felt too contrived. I wanted a name that conjured up something easy that would keep me returning to it, like an old friend or a cosy home.
To be Irish. It’s a funny thing.
As an example, I was sitting at a bus stop on Abbey St in Dublin last summer. An old lady sat down beside me and was quickly joined by another old lady. Within minutes they were deep in conversation, with topics ranging from the weather (of course!), to the roadworks, to Trump and his wives. With comments like “Would you be able for that?!” The bus came then and they sat in different seats, strangers again. I thought to myself. This is Ireland. You would never or at least rarely witness such a happening on the underground in London or New York. But this is Ireland. The people are grand and lovely. We are easy going mostly I think, negative sometimes, begrudging sometimes maybe but a safe haven, accepting, friendly, helpful, “don’t be fussing”, a cup of tea fixes everything, usually calm..unless it snows!.
In the noughties I lived in Boston, and people were forever intrigued by our frequent use of the words ‘grand’ and ‘lovely’ in all contexts. But it was never simple to explain. In Ireland, grand is like a bit of a secret code. It means lots of things depending when its said and the tone used.
Grand covers a multitude and is only distinguishable with a delicateness of tone like the mother fixing her son’s hair on the way out the door “Stop it Mam, it’s grand!” to a delighted girl when her friend says “I love your hair”, “thanks sure it’s grand for a change”
So just a blog about stuff thats hopefully, helpful, easier ways, someone knows how, no panic, its all good, no fuss.
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