In Dublin’s fair city, where the girls are so pretty…

Holy Bleep!  We’re moving!

That’s the thought that’s  been going through my head for a week.  It’s taken about a week for it to really start sinking in.  We’re moving.  But not just anywhere.

We’re moving to Dublin.

As in Ireland.

As in “Holy Bleep, we’re moving to Ireland!”

Now, this isn’t a big huge out of the blue surprise for us.  Josh and I have talked about doing something like this for a good two years.  Actually, Josh has been talking about moving to Europe for about as long as I’ve known him.  But for years, I thought it was just too much, too scary.  The idea of pulling up stakes and starting over in a place I barely or didn’t know was just too overwhelming.  Even after visiting Ireland and absolutely loving it all, the idea of moving there was too much.

Then one day, while looking at a coffee table book about Ireland, it hit me.  I wanted to do this.  I wanted to give it a try.  Life is shorter than we like.  So why allow these fears to hold me back from doing something that deep down, I really wanted to try to do?  What was the worst that could happen?  We wouldn’t like it?

I guess the other eye opener was Maura.  See, most people grow up, get married, have kids, and plot and plan their retirement.  “When the kids are out of the house, we’ll do…”  But realistically, Maura will never be out of the house.  So why wait until then?

And suddenly this fall, the pieces came together.  Josh will still be working for Microsoft, just in Ireland.  We’ll be together, just in Ireland.  We’ll be in Ireland.

Holy Bleep!

The kids are pretty excited by the idea.  Miriam keeps talking about what she’s going to tell Irish kids about America.  The boys want to see the castles.  They all want to try Irish bacon.  Sean double-checked and made sure they had cereal.  Miriam requested we live on a street with lots of kids to play with.  Collin is going with the flow.  Maura is clueless.  As long as we’re all with her, she’ll be fine.  The company will help us out, have someone there to guide us in finding a place to rent, schools for kids, things like that.  By summer, we’ll be in Dublin.  Right now, we’re looking at a two year stint.  If we all like it, we may stay longer.

Until then, I’ll be running around, trying to get things in order for us to leave.  While going “Holy Bleep!”

Statue of Molly Malone - Dublin, Ireland
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