I'm often asked what a typical day in the life is like in Ireland, and the truth is, it isn't all that different than a typical day in the life in America. There's children to wake and feed, school runs to walk or drive, shopping to be done and friends to visit. But it is a bit more green, a bit more unpredictable, and if I'm honest, just a bit slower (but that's more to do with me and my grocery aisle crises).
So I'm thankful for sites like Taking Route which offer these insights into other expats' lives around the world, and honoured they asked me to share mine. Spoiler alert: we like tea. And libraries. And our amazingly intercultural little village. And Dwight Schrute makes a cameo.
But in all seriousness, I often have to fight the inner default of taking all these things for granted. Especially on the slow days, the gray days, the trouble-making days, or the anxiety-inducing, politically-wearying days. I'm often weary, truth be told, sometimes even a smidgeon fragile. I'm forever on the hunt for the feeling of home, and most days, this place is it for me. This kitchen, this house, our road, our friends, the sea and the mountains and even the rainy days.
Sometimes it takes a day of intentionally chasing these feelings, the distinct images and personality, overflowing with gratefulness and overpowered with humility that this is the place we get to call home for now. And it reminds me, with great anticipation, to fill out those citizenship forms already.
So head over to Taking Route to read all about my day, and all the others. What a beautiful globe we live on.