God, I miss being in Ireland. Being over there, everything was just so carefree. I miss biking on the Dingle Peninsula, drinking a pint in the bar, and watching 6 nations on the tele. I miss being around the feeling that I was home. My family was a military one, moving every few years, so I never really developed roots in the US. Colorado Springs is the closest thing, but I pretty much hate next to everything about this city.
Ireland brought me a closeness to my heritage that I never had, and I could feel my bloodline all around. In the US, I really don't feel that.
I know that I'm an Irish-American, and I wouldn't give up what I've gained by being an American. But Ireland is just wow. I'm bound to all of my brothers and sisters on the other side of the pond, as well as those on this side who built not one, but two nations.
I've still heard nothing about any of my graduate schools. It looks like it's going to be a sad year for me...
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We will definitely have to get some Guinness when break is over. I was in the Springs last weekend for a retreat...which was amazing. I got kind of excited and was going to call you...and then I realized you were probably still in Ireland.
Anyway, I'm glad that you were able to spend time in Ireland. That's amazing! I can't imagine what you were able to see. But what makes me most proud of you...the fact you did it for the sake of you. I honestly think you should just move there...Heck...do graduate school there instead of here!
Anyway, know this: You're basically my hero. Really.
<3, Maricor
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