All the good things…

February 29, 2008

So…I’m sitting here on a gray, windy day here in Ireland, ironing my husbands shirts and I’m thinking…”gosh, where would I be if I weren’t here?” 

I started my day as I usually do, waking up, joking around with my absolutely AWESOME husband (i’d like to say we’re silliest in the morning, but it’s usually just a precursor to what’s to come later in the evening…so fun!).  I made myself my usual breakfast, one egg white with methodically measured snippets of yolk, a piece of perfectly toasted “brown wholemeal bread” and my small dose of grapefruit juice accompanied by my lovely cup of tea with milk.  Yes, I eat that every morning.  I lurrrv it.  Seriously.  It’s my staple and makes me happy, but really Ireland is the cause of this happiness not the other way around…it’s not like I’ve loved this breakfast my whole life and, “boy am I lucky to be eating it in Ireland.”  No…Ireland is the cause of this fantastically fabulous breakfast.  I will explain…

First…I met my husband 9 months before moving here.  He’s the most fantastically fabulous, wonderful-iscious man I’ve ever known.  Seriously, if you’ve met him, you know.  He’s just puurrrfect for me, and we together are better than a chunky peanut butter and jelly sandwich on toast.  We are that puuurfect cup of tea, or that well deserved ice cold Corona with lime on a hot LA day.  So, 9 months before I moved here, we met.  We met on September 11 no less. The most horrible day commemorated in history, is now ingrained in my brain as the best day of my life.  That was our first date. 

We initially met on and from there emailed, and talked on the phone before meeting on that fateful day.   I remember that I was on the phone with my friend Jessie as I drove up to the restaurant.  As I so often did, I would show up a tad late for these dates, hoping the guy would be standing outside the restaurant so I could size him up before I even met him face to face.  I remember driving by and thinking…”wow, he’s cute!”  I even said that to my friend on the phone.  He was cute! When we finally met face to face, he was the sweetest, most charming, most open guy I’d ever met and he had braces!  Seriously, cute!  He was Swedish, that I knew, but LA hadn’t soured his open nature or wonderfully innocent sense of humour.  He wasn’t tainted.  He was amazing and who knew that existed on

 So…time passed, we fell into each other’s lives and quickly got married on April 1st, yes April Fools!  It’s my favorite holiday aside from Halloween, and now it’s my wedding anniversary, Bonus!  Green card issues, and moving to Ireland aside…I wouldn’t have had it any other way.  Over the past two years, I have looked back on the whole thing and I’ve definitely wished that there was more festivity following our vows, but aside from that, our backyard April Fools wedding, planed in 3 weeks, was perfect.  I don’t know how well I would’ve dealt with the whole “planning” of an entire extravaganza!  For us it was April Fools-icious.

Moving to Ireland in July threw so many things into our lives, we had to move because of my husband’s work…  Looking forward, it seemed like a huge adventure.  We were newly married, newly coupled, new country, new everything!  We were starting our lives together as a family.  It could’ve been fabulous or absolutely horrendous, and I think if we weren’t the people that we are, this experience thus far could’ve been just that, horrendous. I’ll list the things that could’ve been bad:        

1) We moved here in July 2006 and found that the laws of Ireland had changed regarding spouses of EU citizens.  In May 2007 I was denied residency.  I hadn’t been able to work up until then so we were a one income family…

2)I had a miscarriage in March 2007, followed by a second surgery on Easter Sunday (we’ve got a thing for holidays) .  We suffered a second miscarriage in October 2007. 

3)I haven’t been able to work since we moved here.  I was finally granted permission to stay and work in Ireland in October of 2007, and my MFT license that I worked so hard to get doesn’t transfer over here.

4)We had some difficulties with our apartment, had to have an entire bathroom removed and the flooring in the guest bedroom.  We had workmen in our apartment for about 2 months. 

This all could have tainted my view of Ireland, but it hasn’t.  At present, although I am able to work, I’ve chosen not to with the support of my AWESOME husband.  How cool is that?  I do have some down days, I don’t deny this, but ultimately, how f’n cool is it that I DONT HAVE TO WORK?  If I was back in LA?  I’d be working my ass off, everyday just going through the motions.  Since we’ve been here, I’ve been able to take some classes, explore Ireland, explore myself, create an amazing home for my husband and I, learn my strengths and weaknesses within my relationship, come to terms with them, explore what I enjoy about myself, what I love about my relationship, challenge myself in ways I’ve never even imagined, expose myself to situations I might never have encountered in LA, moved away from my comfort zone, friends, family, etc., made new friends, started drawing and creating art, worked with Irish Asperger teenagers, dance to music while I iron, walk along the Irish sea, take public transport (I’d never do that in LA!), drive on the opposite side of the road, work out at a gym that looks like a nightclub, and ultimately I get to eat the absolutely puuuurfect breakfast, which starts my day every day!  I don’t know if I would’ve have taken tea with milk for breakfast if I hadn’t lived in Ireland.  I’d never even known about Barry’s tea until we moved here, and now, I bring it with me to LA when I go home.  So…

Thank you Ireland.  Thank you.  I wouldn’t have noticed all the good in my situation if I hadn’t been thrown into something out of my ordinary, so I could create a new ordinary.  Creating the ordinary in a new surrounding is a challenge…and I’ve done it.  Thank you for showing me that I can. 


5 Responses to “All the good things…”

  1. facty Says:

    You know you completely rock this island, don’t you? You have the best attitude and that is why you are destined to have a great life.

    Choosing happiness is one of the very best things you can do. I am glad to be an Irish new friend!

  2. Ireland Says:

    You are welcome!

  3. Lisa Says:

    Okay, now I’m really wishing we were over there to have fun with you guys and hang out! (Especially the making art, not-working-outside-the-home part.)

    I guess I have to put away my grudges about how the healthcare system has treated you, but I’m not throwing them out. I still have a can of whuppass waiting for the next medical “professional” who gives you a hard time… ;o)

  4. Deb Says:

    You are seriously one of the most positive people I have ever met. I am in awe of your attitude given the challenges of the past year or so.

    One good thing about Ireland for me is that it makes me appreciate Los Angeles SO much more (does that count as being positive?) 🙂

  5. Lisa MB Says:

    Thank you India/ thank you terror/ thank you disillusionment… :o)


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