Stare Into Space

Her father’s daughter

Posted on | July 23, 2007 | 1 Comment

My daughter has been a little uneasy at night of late. She’s normally a pretty good sleepy person but for the last month she’s been a bit troublesome getting settled and shouts for us in the night if she wakes up.

The other night, my wife was putting her down but she was not keen on settling and when quizzed as to why, she said “I will have sad dreams”. Dear God, if I’d been there I’d have climbed into the bed and hugged her until dawn but my wife is made of sterner stuff.

“No you won’t”, she said, “You will have happy dreams. You can dream that you’re on the beach with mammy and daddy and we’re throwing stones into the sea”.

With an extraordinary ability to see the cloudy side of any silver lining, my daughter replied in a sad voice, “But then the stones will be lost”.

I’m so proud.


Gerry Hayes

Gerry Hayes

I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occasionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and deride my efforts. Other than the self-harm to dull the shame of failure, it's not a bad life. Like I say, there's tea.

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