Well, I’m back in New York. I’m sitting here looking at this blog wondering how I’m going to fill in all of the days I’ve left blank. My experience at the Page household was one of the greatest I’ve had in my whole life. I went from living in a place that made my soul feel weak to a place that made me feel inspired and connected to parts of me that I never knew existed, and other parts I thought had been buried away for good. And I made friends that I will cherish always. I hold the experience so dear to me that I’m just not ready to write about it.
My last day in Ireland… Scarecrow Chic
This month could have been a lifetime. I don’t know that it’s changed me, but it’s certainly made me stronger.
Thank you, Ireland.
