Oh the little things…

 

Coming now to present day, I feel that same feeling again. But now it’s all reversed. I keep thinking about all the things I am going to miss leaving Ireland. Once again, the people are the biggest thing, but there are so many little things: the chocolate, which is drastically so much better than the chocolate in America (DRASTICALLY, I really can’t stress how good it is), or the biscuits, which are really just cookies here but somehow they just do them so much better than us. When I left the states, I was worried about not being able to drive, now I think about how I will miss living in a city where I don’t need to drive. I’ve grown to love my weekly walks to Aldi, or runs along the Liffey and the back street of Dublin. I think about how easy it is to get on the DART (their rail system) and ride one stop over to walk along the sea or go to a hike along the cliffs in Howth, or the Wicklow mountains; beautiful scenery is not a scarce thing when living in Dublin! And of course, I miss my dad’s cooking and dinner with my family, but I am already thinking about how I will soon be missing dinners at Maeve’s (Maeve=Meteors manager aka our everything), where a light dinner seems to always turn into the most extravagant meal I’ve ever had. 

 

I’m not sure that I anticipated the attachment I would have to the people, places and things in Ireland when was coming over, but somewhere over the past couple of months, that attachment has grown and everyday keeps growing. I know I still have tons of time left here, but going into the second semester has made me reflect that my time here may end sooner than I realize, so I really need to embrace all these things I love. I like to try to eat healthy, but I can’t not eat the chocolate here, or I can’t not eat the brown bread and biscuits (am I right?!). And I love sleeping in, but on a sunny day, I need to wake up early and take advantage of the daylight and go for a morning hike.

 

These moments won’t last forever, so time to make em’ count.