My heart
I love a country that names a whiskey “Writer’s Tears,” where a post box urges “Be Brave,” and a shop sign reminds “There are no mistakes or failures, only lessons.”
Ireland, you stole my heart.
I love a country that names a whiskey “Writer’s Tears,” where a post box urges “Be Brave,” and a shop sign reminds “There are no mistakes or failures, only lessons.”
Ireland, you stole my heart.
Dublin, Book of Kells, Bru Na Boinne, Galway, Inis Mor, Cliffs of Moher, Bunratty Castle, Kinsale. Our crash course in Ireland continues. And everywhere, music, fish and chips, pints of Guinness, woolen sweaters. We’re in love.
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A name like “O’Dwyer” and it’s taken me until 2024 to get to Ireland. Finally, a country that doesn’t balk at writing “O apostrophe”!
Olivia is 22! We celebrated by attending a performance of the SF Broadway production of “Funny Girl” (spectacular!) followed by dinner at a family favorite restaurant. Then home for cake and singing. Happy birthday to our strong and resilient, beautiful and beloved daughter. We love you forever and always!
Mom, Dad, Mateo and Charlie too.
These two! The lights of my life, they’ve expanded my world and taught me the meaning of unconditional love.
Sending special Mother’s Day greetings to my adoptive mama tribe, and to all mothers everywhere, in whatever form their mothering takes.
Today, let’s celebrate the journey.
PS: I posted this on FB on Sunday, and am posting again here. One of these days I’ll become more organized!