strange days

[peadar]

This has been a strange week for more then one reason. T came over to visit from Ireland and Christ how I missed her what is it about me that I don’t know how important someone is in my life until I have pushed them away. Added to that I have started work in the Irish pub long unsocial hours in a fast paced environment. Homesickness also kicked in

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[carigeen]

I really know what you mean about homesickness. There were times it was so bad that it physically hurt. I remember one Sunday in Sweden taking the train as far south as it went, just to be that little bit closer to home.

Dante wrote:
". . . You shall leave everything you love most:
this is the arrow that the bow of exile
shoots first. You are to know the bitter taste
of others' bread, how salt it is, and know
how hard a path it is for one who goes
ascending and descending others' stairs . . ."

Paradiso XVII: 55-60.

It passes though and life goes on, never going too far up or too far down. Looking forward to seeing you next week.