Where I Once Was

An island.

An ocean.

A fort.

A history.

A story.

A connection.

A dream.

The stone.

And me.

Where I Once Was

Where I will be.


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46 thoughts on “Where I Once Was

  1. That looks like a beautiful place.


  2. I want to go, to be and see. Just absorb.


  3. markbialczak says:

    You’ll get back to the mother ship again, MB Colleen. I love the way you hold the memory so dear.


    • 🙂 Thank you MDMark. That made me smile. I will. And it feels good to know I can. The memory of it is gift enough. Knowing I can is gift enough. Knowing I can is gift enough. If I do or do not….it’s there. And that is great comfort.


  4. Not a bad list! I’m sure you will return!


  5. Gibber says:

    Are you there now? 😉


  6. That looks like a really lovely place.


  7. niaaeryn says:

    It looks beautiful. Ireland?


  8. tric says:

    We’ll be waiting for you.


  9. Heartafire says:

    I love the conciseness, it speaks a thousand words.


  10. reocochran says:

    Colleen, I have always wanted to go to England, Ireland and Scotland. My father’s ancestors are mainly from that area, while I have my Mom’s family roots in Germany and Sweden. I have been to Spain and a short time in Portugal, due to speaking the language and the low cost of European travel in the 70’s. I hope to go see a part of the area of the world you were in once, while I hope you get a second chance to see it once again. It looks lovely and this could have been your Happy St. Patrick’s day post!
    So, Colleen, bonny lass, if I should get busy on Monday and not post a note to you: “Happy St. Patrick’s Day, may you have sun on your shoulder and find more than a ‘wee bit of luck’ the rest of the year! Smiles!


    • Thank you Robin. Happy St. Patrick’s Day to you as well. And may all your days and nights be blessed and guarded and happy and full. 🙂


      • reocochran says:

        I was inspired by your words, your photos and your travels. I wrote a recent post about ‘places I have been,’ so everyone who reads my posts knows I don’t wish to be you. I am content with being me. I have traveled and may travel again. Sometimes I fear by appearing wistful or wishing to travel, that people may not know I have been far and wide, so just know. Colleen, you were part of my inspiration for my post, “No Apologies.” Hugs!


        • I think I am still going backwards. I think I read that before I read this. Or maybe I read this, then that, now I’m reading this where I can reply….. 🙂 I can’t remember! I’m honored to be thought of as any inspiration. I have traveled some myself and LOVE to hear of others travels. So I understand what you mean. No apologies, I fully get that!!! 🙂 Hugs returned!


  11. This is a very beautiful place, looks so peaceful Colleen 😀


  12. darkravengirl13 says:

    My mom grew up there. Thank you for leaving notes on her blog I am sure she would have liked that. Thank you for saying nice things about her.


    • You’re welcome Rachel. I can’t ever think of Ireland without thinking of her. I have her image seared in to my brain. The only image I saw of her. And it is fully her Irish speaking to me in that image. Thank you for taking the time to comment, this really means a lot to me. Your mom is someone very wonderful in heart. ❤


  13. I am of Italian and German decent but when I visited friends that live in Ireland, Howth to be exact I felt like I had arrived home. It was such a strange feeling but there it was and I felt so at home there. As we traveled around I felt like I been there before. Beautiful country and beautiful people. :o)


    • I felt that ‘coming home’ feeling each time I returned. And was left feeling home sick when I left. I know it is a common thing people say. But perhaps the commonness of it, is because it is so true.


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