imagineireann: (Love More)
Sometimes it's amazing how fast time goes by. It's like life has started rushing by like it's trying to break a land-speed record and I'm scared it's going to pass me by and I'm going to miss it.

How is it possible that we're coming up to Jade Rachel & I's first wedding anniversary? I still remember the first moment I saw her and that was six years ago now. SIX YEARS.
Note to self: what are you going to do to celebrate this?

How is it possible that Regan is 18 this year. 18, driving, (hopefully) leaving home and going to university. And Caden Bryce is 5. I was there when he was born, this tiny little wrinkled baby and he's now this exuberant 5 year old who loves cars and monkeys and lego and counting.

I feel like I blinked and half a decade has gone by. I remember how long the six-week school holidays felt as a child, stretching out into this foreverness of freedom. And now it's almost March - weren't we just celebrating Christmas?

Can we please slow time down a little so I don't miss anything?
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I'm relatively certain that a lot of people who read this blog also read my step-daughter [personal profile] reganoutloud's blog and will have already heard the news but I feel the need to write a proud mother post. Because Regan, my sweet baby girl, has been accepted into her first choice university. Providing she gets the exam results she's predicted - and she's predicted higher than she needs - she will be leaving us in the Autumn, and moving almost as far away from us as is possible and still actually be on the mainland UK. From London to Aberdeen. Hope she's got her thermals and electric blanket packed!

I am a little sad at that, at the thought of her leaving the nest but at the same time, I am so so SO proud of what she's achieved.

The last couple of years haven't been easy for her. Her mum died, Jade Rachel had a breakdown and Regan ended up living with her father. Not that living with her dad was at all a bad situation just completely different to everything she'd experienced at that point. It took Jade Rachel a couple of years to pull herself back together, get back to London, regain custody of Regan. And then Regan had to cope with moving a couple of times while they found the right house.

And then there was me. It cannot have been easy for her to have me come into her life, to have her other mum falling in love with someone else. Neither Jade Rachel or I will ever replace Regan's mum Shaine, and nor would we want to. We make sure she's still part of Regan's life, as much as we can. Regan also had to cope with not being an only child anymore and having this baby, then toddler, around.

She didn't only cope, she excelled and she blossomed. I have had such a pleasure watching her grow from a smart tween to this intense young woman. Have I mentioned I'm really fucking proud of her?
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Today's Daily Prompt asks Reincarnation: do you believe in it?

The simple, easy, answer is NO.
I believe we are sent to a temporary heaven or hell, to await the final resurrection, the final judgment, and then the finality of their eternal destination

Allow me to explain:

The Bible tells us that after death, good souls/spirits are taken to heaven, because their sins are forgiven by having received Christ as Savior (John 3:16, 18, 36). For believers, death is to be “away from the body and at home with the Lord” (2 Corinthians 5:6-8; Philippians 1:23). However, passages such as 1 Corinthians 15:50-54 and 1 Thessalonians 4:13-17 describe believers being resurrected and given glorified bodies. I believe our souls/spirits go to be with Christ immediately after death and our physical body remains in the grave “sleeping.” At the resurrection of believers, the physical body is resurrected, glorified, and then reunited with the soul/spirit. This reunited and glorified body-soul-spirit will be the possession of believers for eternity in the new heavens and new earth (Revelation 21-22).

For those who are not worth to be reunited with Christ, death means everlasting punishment. However, similar to the destiny of believers, I believe they are also sent temporary holding place, to await their final judgment, and eternal destiny. Luke 16:22-23 describes a rich man being tormented immediately after death. Revelation 20:11-15 describes all the unbelieving dead being resurrected, judged at the great white throne, and then being cast into the lake of fire. However, even though they are not instantly sent to the lake of fire, their immediate fate after death is not a pleasant one. The rich man cried out, “I am in agony in this fire” (Luke 16:24).
imagineireann: (All Star)
I am terrible at keeping secrets. It's probably my worst habit. I've always been like it, and assumed, when I was younger, that it's something I'd learn to do as I got older. I'm now in my 40s and now, I still cannot keep a secret.

It's probably related to how much I talk. I'm really good at talking! Brody says it's my best talent and that I was born kissing the Blarney Stone. Cheeky fucker!
When we were younger, I would tell him everything - and he, me. I think it just grew from there, that I have some biological imperative to share wi
th everything with the people I'm closest to.

Despite talking a lot, I am really really bad at lying. And keeping a straight face is pretty much impossible. Blushing gives me away so easily, and fidgeting with whatever is near to me. Sometimes that Freud was scarily right.
"No mortal can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his finger-tips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore"


'Dont tell anyone' are the most horrifying words anyone can say to me. If Jade Rachel is planning a surprise for the kids, she can't tell me because I get so excited about it I want to just blurt it out. I am getting better at thinking before I speak but really, I'm no good at keeping my lips sealed.

My life is very much an open book to my loved ones. They know pretty much everything about me. I have nothing to hide. And you know what? I like to think that being truthful, open and honest are very positive personality traits to have - my friends certainly think so and really, that's all I need.
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I think I have an 'About Me' page for my website that I'm pretty pleased with. Thank you, all, for your tips and advice. It was very much appreciated.

It goes some thing like this )

Please do let me know what you think - all constructive criticism welcomed :)

Who am I?

Feb. 5th, 2016 01:07 pm
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I've had this blank 'about me' page for my website open all morning with the cursor flashing at me but I haven't been able to get any further than Hi, I'm Eireann. That's usually all I say to start with. I've never really sat down to introduce myself at length before. I can tell you why you should hire me, but that's not really appropriate here.

I then decided to do what all self-respecting people do when they need to do something they don't know how to do. I asked Google. But Google just wanted to tell me about how to get paid for blogging, or how to write a professional about me page for a corporate site. Again, not really my intention here.

Google was, however, very insistent that this page is very important and should be interesting, original, unique.
So, I shouldn't just go
Hi, I'm Eireann. I'm 40 years old and I live in London.
I've been married to Jade Rachel since March 2015 and we have two children Regan and Caden Bryce.
I have a twin brother called Brody.
I work as a Graphic Designer for Flight Centre, I have a BA (Hons) Fine Art & History of Art and an MA Digital Arts (Visual Arts)
I believe in God. I drink too much coffee (and vodka) and eat too much take out. I support Arsenal FC, I love Disney movies, my favourite band is The Beatles and my favourite movie is Casablanca


You would think as an artistic/creative type this would be easy. I'm not a 'words' person though!
imagineireann: (Good Things)
In some respects, I am a walking cliche. One of those is that I am a huge fan of The Beatles.

And my favourite song? It has to be Hey Jude.
Just thinking about the song makes me smile and has it going round and round inside my head.
I'm sitting here now, humming to myself.

I love the story behind the song. How it originated as 'Hey Jules', that Paul wrote it for Julian Lennon when John and Cynthia were getting a divorce. How Julian didn't find out for over 20 years and how he bought the recording notes at auction.

Can you imagine how touching it must feel to know someone cared about you so much to write you a song to help you through a shitty time?

Some of my other favourite Beatles tracks, in case you were wondering, include All You Need Is Love, Come Together, Yellow Submarine, Penny Lane, Eight Days A Week and From Me To You.

My favourite non-Beatles song is probably Layla by Derek & The Dominoes or Baba O'Reilly by The Who.
imagineireann: (Blue Dreams)
One of the questions I seem to get asked more than anything is how I can be both Christian and bisexual. 'Oh, you're Christian? But I thought you were gay?' is the usual reaction.

Yes, I'm Christian.
No, I'm not gay. I'm bisexual and married to an amazing woman.
No, I don't think the two are a contradiction in terms.

My general response is along the lines of God created me the way He saw fit and He loves me. I mostly tend to feel sorry for people who judge me based on who I love and pray for them to be more aware of the love that surrounds all of us.

I have never felt unloved by God. I have never felt alone. He sees my actions, he feels my emotions, my pain - sees me striving for greatness - when no one else can or will ever know. I find truth in the innate desire to never feel alone, to fall in love, to live happy, to become what one dreams to achieve.

If all those subjective reasons to believe in God mean to you that I'm delusional - it's what people put a word and meaning to feelings they can't describe, to hopes they can't share. These are things that are deeply engraved into a person's soul. The truth is - no one has ever seen God, and no one can produce him. It's a risky belief for some because God can't be produced. This is when people build faith and fuel it with going to church, reading the Bible, praying, serving others.

However, when one seeks to know if God exists - something incredible happens. When one receives knowledge that God is real, one can never deny (even under penalty of death) that God is real. I takes a sincere dedication to live that way.
imagineireann: (Dream)
I sometimes get nervous over how the little domestic moments really warm my heart. I probably shouldn't, considering how long Jade Rachel and I have now been together, but I'm always terrified that if I just let go and enjoy life, that if I stop paying attention, it's all going to come crashing down around me. I know I'm not the easy person to be in a relationship with, I try, oh god I try and she has endless patience and I love her for it.

This morning was one of those moments where I forgot to think and just let myself... enjoy the moment, for lack of a better way of putting it.

I was stretched out on the couch, reading and listening to The Beatles. Jade Rachel was cross-stitching and Caden Bryce was playing with his cars. It would seem that little boy loves Hey Jude, because he stopped and he got up and started dancing, which was one of the most adorable things I think I've seen. It was only topped by what happened next - Jade Rachel got up and started dancing with him, both of them sliding across the floor in just their socks, and little boy giggles are always heartwarming and could probably solve war or something.

Naturally, I got a video of the whole thing, and will file it away in the 'things to embarass Caden Bryce with when he brings home a girl/boyfriend in the future'

Or, there was video until he decided I had to come dance too. Only the three of us just got in each others ways and ended up in a very comfy tangle of limbs on the floor.
imagineireann: (The Road Less Traveled)
I know it's not the healthiest thing in the world, but is there anything better than having a piping hot, greasy, pepperoni pizza delivered to you door? This post is brought to you by the fact that this has just happened, and by the reproachful looks I'm sure the lovely Jade Rachel will e shooting me.

I'm the first to admit I eat far too much junk food, order way too many takeaways. but damnit it tastes good! I don't cook, don't have the interest or patience. I know plenty of people, such as [personal profile] badfalcon who cook themselves a meal from scratch every single day. I don't know how how they do it. It's not even a time thing, I have plenty of time... I just don't see the point, to be quite frank, when I can pop a meal in the microwave or pick up the phone and order something!

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