It has been a terribly long while since I’ve written anything here and my first order of business is to assure you all that it is not for lack of things to write or art to share but simply of the time to do so. It has been an incredibly eventful several months and I thank you all for tuning back in and taking the time to read after such a long hiatus. Among the numerous happenings monopolizing my days of late was the fruition of a long-held dream…
This past July I was blessed with the incredible opportunity to travel to a much beloved Emerald Isle. As I have alluded to in past posts I have a deep and sincere love for Ireland: Irish history, art, music, literature, food… everything. This began when I was a freshmen in high school and has gained steady momentum ever since. I can’t place a specific event that sparked this interest but as I began to learn more about it I was quickly drawn to its singular quality, the wild whimsy, the unique story, the essential Irishness of this intriguing Island.
One day as I was passionately discussing a book on the subtleties of fifth century Ireland with my ever-gracious Mom she pointed out the fact that I could “just go”. This thought had honestly never entered the realm of possibility to me and I was struck by it. I began to look into possibilities and pray for open doors. Those open doors took the form of two amazing people who I will be forever grateful to: my dear cousin Hannah and her amazing husband Jonathan. These two made the whole trip possible and went above and beyond to make the experience utterly unforgettable.
After several months of working out the logistics I found myself on my first ever international flight headed for Gatwick Airport in England. A few days later I was on a plane bound for Dublin and the next two weeks saw me in a constant state of awe as Hannah, Jonathan, and myself explored Ireland and England. The trip was truly the trip of a lifetime and I am full of gratitude to the ones who encouraged me and allowed the experience to take place.
Obviously I have much, much more to say about the vibrant details and amazing adventures of those weeks however, for now, suffice to say, I have inspiration to last a lifetime —or at least until the next adventure arises.
I am hoping to be able to post with greater frequency in the coming days and I look forward to sharing the memoirs and art prompted both by this July and by life in general.
Thanks so much for reading!