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Excited because I knew it would be an opportunity of a lifetime, nervous because I had never trained anyone with down syndrome before…

From genealogy to gardening to Special Olympics, this month’s Women Empowering Women Guest blogger is Jenny Hendrick.

My special friends are a group of women from my school days, my school pals. I met them in September 1959 when we started as junior infants

Women Empowering Women Series Guest blog by Grainne on her love for set dancing. Written for Regina Curley Life Coaching.

A poem by Regina Curley for The Nurture Zone about some special athletes

Chemical free products are best for use on our skin so that we can avoid damaging side effects of some of the chemicals found in shop bought

I never understood that needing to be that much in control was a huge sign of really stressful behaviour. Thankfully, I learned later on.

When I saw this print, I had a big urge to buy it. Not just because it matched the new colour scheme in my living room, but because it touch

Have you ever felt that you are different from everyone else? That you don’t want to follow the crowd or be like a sheep? That maybe you hav

As we approached the car park, I noticed the time, dead late not my usual way of being, but we got delayed on the way over so concerned that

You see at 44 I feel fitter, healthier and happier than ever. Something I'm really proud of especially on those mornings in the gym when I

In the Moment, a poem by Nurture Niche member Breda McDonald.

Right now Angels you wanted to do this blog with Regina what do you want talk about? “We want people to ask us to help them more.”

A poem about being a stay at home Mam by Caroline Leech.

So, I went on an adventure to have my missing teeth replaced. In my conscious mind I wanted them done. But my subconscious had other ideas!

But I am in terrible trouble she said, and nobody can help me and started to cry bitterly….

Olivia means ‘Fruitful Beauty & Dignity’ ~ that describes her completely! Meet my Guest Blogger helping us mark Spina Bifida Awareness Month

A poem about Forgiveness…written by me!

I’m never letting this happen to me again as long as I live, I told myself, as I stood in the aisle of the 50 bus absolutely mortified….

When I was a child, every Saturday evening at 6.00 p.m. I went swimming with my school friends to a pool in the city centre. It’s long...