Decision Made

It’s that time in life where I have to consider my future. Plans need made. Take in to consideration that I should probably never make decisions on or near St. Patrick’s Day.  Or when in Ireland for visits. Or after looking at pictures of Ireland. Or reading books about Ireland.

But decisions have been made.

I’ve decided I want to live on Inishmore. Inis Mor`. Inish Mor`. However you want to spell it or say it. I could and would live there.

I’ve decided I can’t live far away from my children and grandchildren. I’d surely miss them and it would be asking a lot of them. To not have me around I mean.

I’ve decided my siblings couldn’t live with me so far away. If for no other reason than they would be jealous of where I was living.

I’ve decided my aunts and uncles might tolerate me living there because they would be more than happy to visit.

I’ve decided mom would forbid it but dad would say do it because he would visit no matter what, considering he has angel wings and all.

I’ve decided the island has enough going on there to make me happy. And there’s enough not going on there to make me happy.

I’ve decided I like the stone cottages. The smell of turf. And potatoes.

I’ve decided long ago that I love stones. Rocks. Grey.

I’ve decided I could walk the roads. Bike the roads. Go for long distances and never go far enough to be too far from home.

I’ve decided that the tourists through the summer are not what I want to be. It’s not what I am when I am there and I miss it when I am not there.

I’ve decided that there is too much going on around here and I can’t absorb it all. I need to be someplace where there isn’t too much. But there is plenty.

I’ve decided that I need to know the history and to do that I need to read it, see it, touch it. And it’s over there.

I’ve decided talking to other Ireland lovers and live-r wannabes is a dangerous (depending on your stake in this) activity for me to partake in.

I’ve decided that I will make a decision regarding all of these things I’ve decided at a later date. All I know is that I just know what I have decided.

60 thoughts on “Decision Made

  1. Yup, Colleen, decision made… almost,… well, have another ‘thunk’ and decide firmly again, later… Now me, I’ve decided so many times I want to live on a Narrow Boat, But my decision is in abeyance. for a while.. oh Yes, a firm decision, to erm…decide. … 😉 xPenx


  2. Colleen, I have decided that no matter what you do, I will read what ever you write, and figure out the smile points. Your decision is clearly definite and final maybe. Lord knows I have only made a dozen or so of those. Besides I know you like green. Take care, Bill


  3. That all sounds like a wonderful plan. In fact it very much reminds me of when I make a decision with a drink on board. I think it is all sorted and it sounds perfect, then I sober up and say ???????


  4. Sometimes decisions are difficult, even the point of deciding when you will decide is tricky, either way what you are deciding, will be an easy decision once decided. I’m going now I’ve confused myself beyond measure 😉


  5. Decisions – Decisions, I know you will do the right thing for you and your family. The way you describe Ireland makes me want to pack up my bags and move there too.


  6. They are all big decisions. The need to be there to really get the history, the lore, the placr in your veins…it makes perfect sense. And then there is family…tough one. I am sure in time the solution will present itself; it always seems to when the time is right. Oh, decisions. 🙂


    • 🙂 To be fully honest I know I couldn’t move from here while everyone else is still here. But…..if everyone else started to scatter….there would be more incentive and freedom to move about myself. 😉


  7. Ireland … in my heart and it will always be there – been so luck to have lived there, but I’m so glad that I’m back home .. now. Ireland is always there when the urge becomes too big and it will always welcome us back like we never been away. Enjoy Ireland and love it … you can have both worlds.


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