Thanks to my cousin, Maurice Fitzgerald, for sending us up the Copper Coast today. We ended up driving into a double ended rainbow that ended right at our car as we traversed the scenic Irish roads. It was an amazing sight that no picture will truly capture but was golden in a way that I will always remember. Just like the Irish people, this day has been beautiful.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Monday, February 11, 2013
As we rolled through the hills of Connemara, in Co. Galway, my cousin Dennis O'Connor mentioned that there were some swans up ahead off the bridge. I asked him to pull over, as it looked like a beautiful spot to spread some of the ashes I had brought. That's when he told me about that, in Irish, Glenncatha means "Valley where the battle was fought".
I don't think I could have picked a better spot. My dad always loved the West of Ireland. We enjoyed it together, as did my cousin, Dennis, who spent several decades in service with the Garda, eventually retiring as Chief of Police in Galway proper.
The journey here is full of history and beauty, and is only just beginning. I can't wait to share more with my family.