My semester abroad in Ireland started off a little rough. I had an especially good time the previous semester when I was still at my university in New Hampshire—good roommates, good friends, good classes. And while I looked forward to going, I was apprehensive to leave. It was my first time out of the country by myself and I wasn’t all that great with big changes. I was struck by overwhelming homesickness the moment the plane landed. Read More
This is the time of year most perfect for celebrating friends, family, and life itself. I looked back at my New Year’s posts from this time last year, a goodbye to one year and a welcome to the next, and I’m surprised by my optimism. Even though I crossed a few things off my bucket list (!!!) and traveled the world, this year was nothing like I expected it would be. (I mean, did this year somehow just kick everyone’s ass or what?) Now, it is time to say farewell and move on to something, hopefully, better. Read More
Three and a half years ago, I began a trip to Ireland that changed my life in every conceivable way. I was there to study, travel, and grow. And I did. In the hope of keeping track of my adventures—for myself and everyone back home—I created my first blog, Life in Limerick. My four months in Ireland were everything I could have hoped for, and more. Some of the best things I came away with at the end of those four months were the friendships. There was also plenty of magic in Ireland—in the mountains, the oceans, the fields, the friendly faces. Read More
This time three years ago, I was still getting my feet wet in Ireland. I was there to study abroad at the University of Limerick and was struggling to find my place. (Thank you, homesickness!) As I was only going to be there for four months, I knew I had to make the best of my time.
Just as there are at most universities, there were a number of clubs and societies for students to join. I was a bit surprised though at just how many there were at UL. Read More
We are in the midst of my absolute favorite season of the year (autumn), but soon it will seep into what is sure to be another brutal East Coast winter. I am excitedly awaiting the change though, as it signals my favorite nighttime sky–the one with Orion and Orion’s belt.
My liking for the constellation grew sometime during my college years, when I spent many cold winter evenings walking around campus–from my dorm to a friend’s dorm or the cafeteria, or the long hike to athletic center. Read More
I talk quite a bit about my semester abroad, but so much happened in those four months that it is hard to believe it was only a short chapter in my life and not an entire book.
Before I left New York, and even as I rode the bus from the airport to my student village in Limerick, I imagined I would be living with maybe one or two other Americans and at least a couple of Irish people. It was foggy and cold that morning, but once we received our housing “assignments,” everyone headed off in their own directions. I walked into the daunting gray building labeled with a “44” alongside one other girl. Read More
One of the things I loved most about my college (and the biggest reason I chose to go there) was the hands-on creative writing program and community of writers it offered. I was very lucky to have made many close friends in my four years, but it was especially wonderful how close I became to a number of students in my writing program. There was a fairly small group of us, compared to other majors and schools on campus, but somehow it felt like every other person I knew well at my school was a writer.
Writers are a very different breed of people than most. Of course, almost anyone can write or publish a book. But some people were born with ink in their veins and a passion for words that cannot be matched. Read More