Brigit Callaghan StaceyTrue Beauty Never FadesCrows feet run from my eyes like rivulets down dusty hills. Gray strands of hair shoot across my head like lightning in a night sky. I’m…Mar 29, 20232Mar 29, 20232
Brigit Callaghan StaceyThe Great SeanchaíThe Irish word seanchaí means “storyteller”or “barer of old lore.” In modern terms, seanchaí might refer to a “bullshitter.” Both are…Mar 7, 202321Mar 7, 202321
Brigit Callaghan StaceyGrowing into a Baby“Daddy, are you dying?” my 2.5 year old daughter asked my husband after he let out a painful grunt. He was not aware she knew the word…Mar 1, 20232Mar 1, 20232
Brigit Callaghan StaceyTemporary“This too shall pass.” The hard times, the simple times. Colds, flus, and even seemingly permanent health conditions. Most things are…Feb 16, 2023Feb 16, 2023
Brigit Callaghan StaceyStrongYou can’t call yourself strong if you haven’t been to hell and back,Feb 7, 2023Feb 7, 2023
Brigit Callaghan StaceyMy Mother’s HandsMy mother’s hands, once soft and delicate, touched her swollen belly while I grew inside. My mother’s hands, always warm and welcoming…Feb 7, 2023Feb 7, 2023
Brigit Callaghan StaceyAwe-Inspiring WonderThe sight of snowflakes falling from the sky like powdered sugar.Jan 23, 2023Jan 23, 2023