It’s always a big moment when a girl introduces her father to the love of her life. It can be nerve-wracking for sure. What if he doesn’t approve? What if his expectations aren’t met? What if they’re just not good enough for his little girl? I mean I am pretty great, so he must have high expectations for the one I bring home. Luckily, I’m pretty sure this won’t be an issue. You see, the love of my life (let’s call him “Ireland” for now), well he’s pretty amazing. I couldn’t imagine anyone not being able to fall in love with him the way I have.
The first time we met was over a year and a half ago now. It was love at first sight. His beauty was endless. He always wore green – he color couldn’t look better on anyone else. He had this enchanting aura about him. I was immediately drawn to him. Once he started calling my name, he never stopped. No matter how much time we spent together, I never wanted to leave. We never grew tired of each other.
Since then, not a day has gone by where I don’t think of “Ireland,” that I don’t miss him. When I think of “Ireland,” it doesn’t end with his magical beauty. When I think of “Ireland,” I can hear the music that plays through the streets we walked together, I hear the people laughing with us – the kindest people I’ve ever met. I think of a culture so rich, I never want to stop learning about it. I’ve never been so intrigued by a country – I mean person!
What really brought my beloved “Ireland” and I together wasn’t just my travel bug and my desire to see his beauty. Confession time: The first time I met “Ireland” wasn’t actually the first time I had seen him. I’ve been looking at photos of “Ireland” for quite some time now. Now some people might call that stalking, I just think it shows how much I loved him. But again, it wasn’t just my intrigue of his beauty that brought us together. I saw something more in him. I wanted to learn about his country, his people, his culture! I wanted to know everything! So that’s what I did. I learned everything I possible could about “Ireland.” Quiz me! Favorite color? Green! Favorite weather? Light rain! Favorite stout? Murphy’s (he was from Cork, like).
The point is – we fell in love. “Ireland” forever has a piece of me, and I have a piece of him (No, I’m not talking about a lock of hair. I’m talking about the thoroughly TSA-searched bag of sand I brought back from our day at the beach).
Clearly “Ireland” means a lot to me. I think it’s about time that my father can meet the one who has my heart. I already know he will love “Ireland” as much as I do, but for him to be able to see what I see, and have that experience in person would be wonderful. I would love to be able to finally take my father to see this magical place – I mean person, so he can find out how and why I fell in love with “Ireland.” And until the day “Ireland” and I are finally reunited, I will never take off my four leaf clover and the Claddagh he gave me.
Eat, Drink, Be Merry, and VOTE!
Some people say that Ireland has so much character that it could one day sprout legs and start dancing – we agree. A trip to Ireland will open your eyes to a place where history, culture, and natural beauty meet to create a once in a lifetime experience. Have someone special you’d like to travel with? Consider one of our romantic Honeymoon in Ireland vacations!