Wednesday, June 12, 2013

June 12

I think that in the back of my mind I knew that there would be some day that we would have to leave Dublin. To pack up our life there and head back to our "regular life"* but it always seemed in the distant future.

Well, the last couple of days came crashing in on us. 

Sheila and I felt the pull of the city's attractions -- trying to do our favorite things one last time, and trying to cram in as much time with our friends.

And, of course, pack. We packed and packed and packed. I thought we didn't buy that much--and we didn't--but we developed a life there and our wardrobe reflected a change in the seasons.

We swam at Sea Point a couple more times, took Maggie to Nandos, got an ice cream at Murphy's, took one last stroll down Grafton, and a night out on the town topped off by O'Donohues. Ann Marie and her kids, Dervla and her kids and the Crotty's and their kids "stopped up" for some goodbyes last night and Sheila and I slept a short while waking to that early sunrise and an alarm that got us to the airport by 6:15 for a 9:30 flight (we went through customs in Dublin).

We are about an hour away from home and looking forward to it, but with not just a few tears in our eyes and that strange feeling of your heart in your throat when you say goodbye to someone or something that you're not sure when you'll see again.







*We got an email from Julie K. last night that told us that Faye (one of Johnny's besties), in response to telling her that Johnny would be home the next day, said that they would then be going back to their "regular life."

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