Mother’s Day in Ireland

It’s Mother’s Day here in Ireland and Puppy Stan woke me at an unearthly hour ~ possibly to wish me Happy Mother’s Day ~ but he brought me off for a frosty jaunt that was filled with thoughts of my mother.

Mother and Me
Mother and Me

This is my seventh Mother’s Day since she died in May 2009. A grown-up daughter whose mother is rather unwell at the moment asked me recently: Do you miss your mother?  I was a little taken aback by her directness and found myself hesitating for a few seconds.

I answered as honestly as I possibly could and said: Yes, I do but not half as much as I expected I would because it’s like she’s with me all the time. I wish someone had told me it would/could be like this when I was in a total state in the last years of her life. I’m glad she didn’t battle on as her quality of life was going to be more and more diminished and this way I feel that she’s at peace and also that I have her love, wisdom and sense of fun beating away within me. 

This morning was one of those mornings when Mother was right with me as Stan and I headed off just to ‘be with her.’

She was passionate about nature and it was like nature herself was beaming for her too. Ponies and horses were a fundamental part of her growing up and this pair looked surreal as the sun was rising over the frosty fields:

Glowing, Grazing and Gorse

The sea was soft and gentle ~ just like Mother’s touch:

Whispering Waves
Whispering Waves

On the path down to her beloved Annestown, the grass that we so often sat on having picnics after swims was glittering in the frost:

Cushioned Grass
Cushioned Grass

There was no possibility of resisting the chance to leave her a little message on the sand:


Out along the Copper Coast, sheep and lambs adorned a few fields close to the road. A ewe and her lamb came close to me and I was stunned to see that she was No. 29 ~ Mother’s special number always as her birthday was on the 29th.

Mother's Number!
Mother’s Number!

Mother always loved to wander alone with nature, knowing that she could always come back to people who loved her.

As I look at this photograph that Dad took of her, I feel like I could call and she would turn around smiling and hold out her hand for me to come along with her:

Peace Perfect Peace
Peace Perfect Peace


Author: socialbridge

I am a sociologist and writer from Ireland. I have worked as a social researcher for 30 years and have had a lifelong passion for writing. My main research interests relate to health care and sense of place.

59 thoughts on “Mother’s Day in Ireland”

    1. Hi Joseph, thanks for writing. I think people can be more with us than we often realise. I guess a lot depends on the strength of the bond while they were alive.

        1. Oh I think the bond needs to have been close so that you can know how the person would have responded to different situations.
          I don’t believe in communication with the dead in that I don’t believe in an afterlife.

  1. What a lovely, lovely post. Interesting how ‘Mother’s Day’ is different for every country. It’s in May in the U.S. I love the fact that my son-in-law sends me flowers on that day. Makes me feel soooo good.
    As far as the ewe and the #29 — I don’t believe in coincidences. As you said, your mother was there with you showing signs in so many ways.

    1. Pam, you’d think it would be standardised like most other days.
      Cherish that son-in-law of yours!
      I’m not into coincudences either so don’t really know what to think. It was a lovely sight, however it came about.

    1. Hi Tric, I guess she’d know I’d be doing something about her but I’d say she might have expected climbing a mountain or digging the garden rather than blogging. I started the blog almost two years after she died. She was big into writing herself so the blog wouldn’t be too much of a shock!
      Hope you had a good day.
      We had Waterford hurlers winning a thriller to give us a big lift.

    1. Sandy, many thanks for your kind words.
      I don’t think that time makes a huge difference when it comes to missing people who have been very precious to us. The nature of the missing may change but the missing doesn’t go – nor would I expect or want it to!

  2. I think loved ones who have passed on find a way to communicate with us to let us know that they’re are ok..Your memories of your Mom are truly beautiful and she along with your Dad will always live on in your heart. Happy Mothers’ Day to you..

  3. What a beautiful tribute to your Mom, combining your love for her and her love of nature. I love that you keep her alive each day, so much so that she continues to be here with you.
    God rest her soul.

    1. Hi George, I think she left such a strong legacy of love that it’s inevitable that I feel her presence around all the time. She certainly passed on her love of nature to all us kids.

    1. Hi Madeline, it wasn’t meant to draw a tear.
      We were both very fortunate in the mothers we had.
      Mother talked a lot about great childhood times shared with your father. xx

      1. It is. I love to drive along the coast up to Clonea and stop here and there. Now with all those robberies, I am a bit reluctant to drive in the area on my own.

            1. No one would mess with a dog. I feel safe when there is someone with a dog in the beach.
              My internet is very bad today 😦 Losing connection every 20 mins.

  4. I am so glad that your Mum passed on her love of nature to you! What a beautiful tribute to her in this writing, in these pictures and thank you for sharing your uniquely beautiful thoughts. Well done, Stan for getting you up early!

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