Have you ever been somewhere, that just “feels like home”, but isn’t actually your home? In fact it’s not even on the same continent that you were born onto. It’s a strange feeling I can tell you that. A place that feels familiar even though you’ve never stepped foot anywhere near it. I had that same strange feeling while visiting my friends in England. It was as if I had been there before, like I was coming home.
Hello world! It’s been a little while hasn’t it? I know shame on me for not keeping y’all updated. Life has been BUSY! But, now that school is over, I can devote more time to writing and fun things! The little ginger is happy to be out of school but, she already misses her friends. It is going to be a struggle to keep her occupied this summer but, I’m going to do my best. Today is actually her second day of no school. She’s not too bored yet but I have a feeling I will be hearing those dreaded words, ” I’m Bored” soon. I don’t have any plans set in stone yet so we will see where the wind blows us this summer.
It’s been a while since I’ve wrote. Things haven’t been the best for me. I’m still working at the newspaper, but many things have changed.
I know I usually write about my trips and the things that happen on them. But, today I’m going to write about something different. It’s something that has been bothering me for a long time. So, here it goes!
In a previous post I talked about visiting my ancestor’s church and afterwards we decided to check out the town of Trim. I’m glad we did because I was starving! Before we grabbed a bite to eat though we took a stroll around the outside of Trim Castle.
All of my life I have been told I am Irish. Or at least part Irish. Before I knew just how much….or little Irish I am; I went in search of my Irish ancestors. I mean why not I was IN Ireland after all.
I can understand how Saint Patrick found God on this mountain. I can’t really describe exactly how I felt sitting on Slemish. It was one of the most peaceful moments of my life I do believe. I had tears in my eyes as I thought about how much my grandmother would have loved to be there.