So I've been here for nearly 7 weeks now (feels like 7 months in many ways) and have to say I am enjoying nearly all aspects of my life. I love my classes, I love my neighbourhood but I hate my neighbor (he is a loud, inconsiderate ass) and I generally love all the areas of my life.
I'm even dating someone. I think it may a full-fledged relationship at this point which is something I haven't had in years - make that a decade. I've dated plenty but nothing has lasted longer than a few months in those 10 years. I think I'm due!
Even though all is going well I still have moments of sadness and homesickness. In fact it often happens when everything is going super great. Wonderful things happen and I want so much to share them with my closest friends and family...and then I remember how far away everyone is. I miss just texting a friend to tell them about the crazy experience I just had or the crazy person I just saw. And let me tell you there is plenty of crazy in Dublin. Ha! :)
Of course that grief is to be expected and I welcome it. It shows me how much love I have shared and how deep my feelings for everyone run. Missing people is bittersweet in that respect.
In time I'm sure my friendships here will be strong and will grow to a similar intimate level of sharing. And that will be fine too. The key is to remember friends from every part of my life and keep them in my heart. To keep them dancing in my thoughts and hold them in a warm embrace even if that embrace is only in my meditation.
Til then I'll let love shine through as often as I can and embrace all parts of my life from the wretched morning I'm having at the Immigration offices to the wonderful laughter of new friends and the warm memories of old friends.
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