Postcards from Ireland
A bit late from St Patrick’s Day, but sharing postcards from last summer’s trip to Ireland with my parents. I started that trip with a wedding of a dear friend (an Aussie I met while hiking the Tour du Mont Blanc) before picking my parents up to begin our Irish road trip.
It was a memorable one: marveling at the beauty of the Dingle Peninsula, pivoting our plans when the car broke down (then practicing calm when there was a minor scrape of the car), getting a surprising amount of sun interspersed with cloudy days, and finalizing plans for my unexpected return to the US to sort out some health things. The latter impacted my mood for most of the trip and I found it difficult to remain present during my time in Ireland, despite loving having quality time with my parents with just myself (sorry, Jesse!).
It’s funny isn’t it, how much your mood can impact your perception of reality and how powerful your brain is. It’s something I think about now on days like today where I’m feeling just a little bit discouraged despite living in a beautiful and (mostly) friendly country where I’m pursuing my dreams. But that’s it right? Pursuing your dreams takes hard work and patience, the latter of which really tests my mettle.
My mind feels a bit cloudy and overcast, but maybe the sun and its rays of hope will peek out again tomorrow.
