A Day in Dublin: Reminding Me of Home
What started as a field trip on a Friday morning ended as a day exploring by myself in Dublin City Center. As I briskly walked to the bus stop to make my ride back to campus, I suddenly stopped and said to myself, “I am an independent woman. I can do anything I want!” After that obvious reminder to myself, I started across the street to begin my spontaneous afternoon.
My first encounter that reminded me of home was a sign I passed that read “Balls Bridge.” This sign immediately reminded me of my three older brothers, my three sisters-in-law, my parents, my two nephews and my niece. Why does this sign take me into the presence of my family? With the last…
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