Farewell, Ireland

I'm kind of overflowing with emotions at the moment, so please excuse me if I'm being incoherent. I can't believe it's over. This time tomorrow I'll be in the car with my mom, incredibly jet-lagged but so happy to be home. My dog will probably get so excited that she'll pee all over herself (and me). Honestly, I'm okay with that.

This experience was so much more fulfilling than I expected. I didn't think I'd make real friends, but just hoped that I'd meet people tolerable enough to travel with so I didn't have to be by myself. I was so wrong. I'm a pretty reserved person most of the time, so...it's rare that I meet people that I click with so fast. And as lucky as I am to have stumbled upon these fantastic relationships, it makes saying goodbye really, really hard. Yesterday I spent a good 30 minutes sobbing uncontrollably. I haven't cried like that in years. But I guess I'm happy I have something so special that it makes me cry.

I don't like to say goodbye because it has such an air of finality to it. And I can't handle that. So I prefer to simply say "talk to you later", or something of that nature. Of course I'll see them again. I'm making it a priority. It's too easy to lose contact but I cannot let that happen. They are far too important to me.

Love you guys.