cliodhna’s wave

I am going to Ireland soon, In a week and a half, I am looking forward to going back and meeting my friends and smelling the air. It will be spring time which is particularly changeful; As far as smells went and the possibility of change spring and autumn were always my favourite months.
Ireland holds a lot of memories for me, of course, it being the country I grew up in and it always has a hint of mundaneness about it, like I am going home and somewhere else is more exciting. I suppose there are a lot of issues sitting in Ireland waiting for me to see, like my relationship to my parents and all the stuff I still haven’t looked at from growing up or hopes and wishes never fulfilled or embarrassments or bad times I buried or ran away from.
It has a lot of good stuff too, it is a reconnection to the past in a good way also, a reminder of dreams I had and wanted to fulfill but now I am coming round in a spiral a little more ready to bring them to light or truly abandon them and leave them out of my live. A clearing of house one might say, a good old spring clean of the inner psyche.
It has taken me a while to truly accept that I now ‘live’ in another country rather than just travelling and sooner or later I would be going back to Ireland. Now when I visit it is for visit and I have joined the ranks of the millions of ex pat Irish living abroad and returning to the old sod for Christmas and the occasional summer vacation. I think there are more of us than there are Irish actually living in the country. If we all returned at once Ireland would probably sink! 