When we decided to move back to Northern Ireland, one of the things I was most excited about was Robin getting to experience the normalcy of daily life. He’s only ever been over for Christmas, which in a big NI family is a pretty big event; one that he found occasionally overwhelming. Coming home in the mid-January lull was the perfect idea. Christmas would be well and truly over, people would be back working and there’d be no cause for mass celebration or experiencing the joy/self-loathing of a self-induced Turkey and stuffing coma. We’ll take things slow, there is no time limit on this trip; no reason to cram as much into a week as possible.
Month: January 2017
In a week, Robin and I are packing up our life and moving back home to Northern Ireland. The past three years in Gothenburg have been nothing short of amazing. I got to see and experience things I never thought I would. I got to meet many different people from all corners of the globe and all walks of life and in a few exceptionally lucky cases, I got to call some of them my friends. As a result, I’m not the same person I was when I arrived.