This being my husband's home, the land he grew up in, and the location where his entire family still lives, has made it even more like home for me. I see the joy it brings him to be here. It's as if he is a changed man the moment he steps off the plane. I think the children and I are the only ones who have the priviledge of knowing both sides to him. I don't think anyone here would recognize him in the states, nor would anyone from Florida recognize (much less understand) him over here. But it's heartwarming for me to see him in his element, on both sides of the ocean.
He is an amazing person to be able to blend so well with everyone, and the different lifestyles. I have immense respect for him, because the two lives really are very different. It's an exciting culture shock, really, to be in Ireland. But I love it.
Almost all of his family has asked me since I've been here, if I would ever consider moving over here. And the answer to that question is a definite "YES" without hesitation. I'd pack up and move here tomorrow, if I could. This is the life I'd like my children to grow up having. I know the world is not safe anywhere you go, but morals and values are still much stronger and purer here, than anywhere I've been in America (and I've been to quite a few wholesome towns!).
I dream of a home on the hill with my husband and my children, down the lane from my in-laws. Of course, in this dream my own family would be living in Ireland with us, too, as well as a few friends. Until the day that dream comes true, I'll enjoy my time here with our family and friends, and look forward to the many exciting adventures that are yet to come!
Cheers from Tullamore!