Nuala

“Where are my keys? Where are my keys?” The repeated question Mum would constantly ask, a sad reminder that our beautiful mum was in the latter stages of dementia. Once the Irish Rose of Tralee and daughter of the Mayor of Limerick City, she left her home...
Nanna Wyck

Nanna Wyck

Nanna’s last song My Nanna was lost and confused, deteriorating after 2 years in a rest home. I felt vulnerable, alone and heartbroken. I was physically, mentally and emotionally shattered from watching her change before my eyes. I wanted her to be happy again. The...