“It will come to you, this love of the land. There’s no gettin’ away from it if you’re Irish.” – Gerald O’Hara, Gone With the Wind

Friday, August 5, 2011

tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet, did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day, then head back to the milky way



Well, it is my last night in Ireland, and this will be my last post. Thank you to everyone who has read my blog!

I partly can believe and I partly cannot believe that my time in Ireland is wrapping up. There were days that seemed to fly by when I was having a great time, and others that dragged on when I missed my family and friends.

But I think that's a good summary of my time here: it was good and bad. But it ultimately all worked out for the good. Every struggle I had or challenge I faced I learned from. I leave Ireland a lot wiser, more responsible, and more independent as an adult, yet at the same time completely dependent on my Lord and Savior.

It started off as a train wreck: missed flights, delayed baggage, stolen laptop, lost in a foreign city. I thought, what on earth have I gotten myself into. But you learn how to deal, you learn how to problem solve and how to get through it.

Even the worst of situations God turned into good. Just today I learned that my laptop was found by the Heathrow police and the man who stole it was arrested. The fact that my laptop is discovered on the very last day that I am here, when it was stolen at the very beginning of this trip brings everything full circle and is completely an act of God.

"And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose." - Romans 8:28.

God keeps his promises. He's brought me through deserts: challenges with laptops, at work, with friends here. Why do I always doubt that when time and again He shows His goodness to me.

I've learned a lot during my time here. I've learned more about logistics, getting around cities, traveling around the world. I've learned about Irish politics, how to be proactive at work and find opportunities for yourself, and I've learned more about what I'd like to do in that crazy world of government after graduation.

Looking back, I ALWAYS wanted to study broad. It was a non-negotiable for me. It HAD to happen or I didn't think my life would have been fulfilled. But now? I would say I could've lived without it.

Don't get me wrong: I love Ireland, and I learned so much from this trip, but it also wasn't necessarily "the time of my life" that people advertise studying abroad to be. What I'm saying is, you realize you don't need everything you thought you once needed.

I've gotten a lot of comments from friends who say, "I'm so jealous that you're in Ireland this summer!" But don't think I wasn't jealous at times of you too. Don't think that I wasn't jealous of the pictures I'd see of you with your friends at the beach, or your Facebook status that you were grabbing lunch with your sorority sister. Being away makes you realize how special what you already have is.

It reminds me of that song "Drops of Jupiter" by Train.

Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the milk way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is over rated

And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

God calls us into community. Into community with Him and with each other. I think it's the biggest blessing we have in life. No amount of glittering cities and fabulous internships could replace the relationships I have with loved ones.

Ireland taught me that "there's a time to change" and "there's room to grow," but it also taught me that maybe everything I was looking for God had already given me right at home.


With my mom and sister on Easter

My parents in DC to see the cherry blossoms


Clay and I at my sorority's date function

My best friend Nicole

With my friends on my 21st birthday

Now that she's back from that soul vacation, tracing her way through the constellation...

Blog post title - Drops of Jupiter by Train

Thursday, August 4, 2011

here we are together again, dancing in the memories He began



Let's just start off this post by saying...

CLAY CUNDIFF CAME TO VISIT ME IN IRELAND!!!!!!!

Yup, I was excited about this as you can tell. Which is probably why I sprinted towards him and gave him a big hug when I picked him up at the airport. He said, "You know everyone stared at us, right?" To which I just said, "So?" ;)

Having my boyfriend come visit was such a wonderful gift from home. It was a nice comfort that made me excited to be going home in a week, but it also made me aware that I need to cherish this last week I have in Ireland.

Clay was able to go into work with me, which I thought was really cool that he got to see what the Dail and my office looked like. And he even knew that Parliament here is called the Dail! He was up on his Irish savvy before he even got off the plane.

After work, we headed off to the Aran Islands! This is one of my favorite places that I have visited in Ireland, and when I was first there I KNEW he would love it too. It captures Ireland's essence in its beauty and charm, and I knew he would appreciate seeing the countryside of Ireland more than just the city streets of Dublin.

So it was a trek alright, especially after pulling a 7 hour flight, but he went with me without one complaint and was a trooper through it all! Between bus hopping and a ferry ride, we were pooped and looking forward to our B&B.

We stayed at Kilmurvey House, which Clay picked himself before coming over here. As I have said several times to him, he did an amazing job with this selection! I absolutely loved this place. It's really more like a hotel, because it's so nice, but with a B&B charm. It was so nice to have my own room and bathroom with plenty of towels and space, instead of the cramped hostels I have stayed in while traveling here. Plus, the woman who runs the house used to cook at Buckingham Palace! So needless to say, the breakfasts were amazing. On Sunday morning she even got up early and made breakfast just for us, since we had to leave early for the ferry back. We both thought this was extremely thoughtful!


Clay in front of Kilmurvey House

While on the island, we enjoyed walking around, going to the cliffs...and bike riding. It was my idea, and in my naivete assumed that not riding a bike in, oh, 9 years, wouldn't be a big deal. I would just hop right on that bike and pedal down the streets, like I did when I was 12. After all, "it's just like riding a bike," right?

NOT. Whoever came up with this phrase is WRONG and I would like to have a word with him. I struggled to find my balance on the bike and was disappointed that what I thought would be a simple activity was turning into such a challenge.

Clay spent the next hour being a perfectly patient and supportive coach as he tried to re-teach me how to ride a bike. In 2 hours time I was successfully riding again! But I wasn't ready for the main roads yet with cars, so we just stuck with the back road.


Exploring the island

On Sunday we went back into Dublin and just spent the day in the city and he got to go to my church with me! And before I knew it, his visit was coming to a close and it was time for him to leave.

I kept saying to him during his visit, "I can't believe you're actually here!" To which he would always laugh. But it's the truth, I CAN'T believe he was here and was able to fly all of this way to see me. It was so nice to just be with one another again, to laugh with him again, and simply enjoy one another's company.

After dropping him off at the airport, I was a little sad to see him go, but I thought, I really have nothing to be sad about. I'm a blessed girl that my boyfriend can come all this way to visit me. And I know we'll be together again :)

The title for this post is part of the song that Clay wrote for me on Valentine's Day. And as you have probably figured if you have been reading my blog regularly, I like using lyrics as titles. So I knew using the song he wrote for me was perfect for this post. The lyrics have come more and more true for me as time has passed, and here are some of my favorite parts:

Here we are, together again
Dancing in the memories He began
Holding hands we're plowing through
Moving towards the truth
Together, with you

No matter where we go
Together forever
Or mutually severed
The time you were mine
Will always
Be remembered as more than just a time



Blog Post Title - Here We Are (Together Again) lyrics by Clay Cundiff and music by Robbie Forrest

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

london calling



















Tuesday, August 2, 2011

but i did get to call his wife's office


While doing research on childhood obesity as part of my research project, I looked at what other countries were doing to tackle obesity and used those as case studies for my presentation.

One way the United States is responding to childhood obesity is the First Lady's Let's Move! campaign which focuses on encouraging kids and parents to make healthy choices by exercising and eating healthy food.

I had already done a lot of research on the internet and wanted to find out if there were any published progress reports. So I called the US Department of Health, and when talking to a customer service representative, she said, "Well let me just transfer you to the office of the First Lady."

Um, ok!

It's pretty cool what you can get access to when you are actually working for a government. On top of speaking to someone from the First Lady's office, which I found very exciting, I also got to speak with a policy developer from the Department of Health in the UK.

But I will say that while the policy developer from the UK was very helpful, all I got from the Let's Move! campaign, was an automated e-mail WEEKS later with information that I already knew. Nobody ever called me back. (although in their defense, if I REALLY needed the information, i could have been more aggressive in getting it).

Hmph, thanks a lot America.

;)