Born and raised on a 200 year old farm, I never thought I’d go anywhere in the world. Sure, I figured I’d go to college, get a career of some sort, but nothing along the lines of travel, and certainly not moving away from the farm.
I’m a country girl. Not the kind you hear about in songs, or the stereotype you see with cowgirls and their ye-haw stuff. Maybe farm girl would be a better way of putting it… My whole life, I have felt the call of the land. When I’m outdoors, it is as if I can hear this wonderful world we live in breath. I’ve sung alongside coyotes, bolted over brush with deer, and danced to the chorus of the night.
And in those in between moments, somewhere between school and wandering through the woods, I’d write about the unseen world of the fae.
After a family trip to Ireland in Fall 2011, I vowed I would return to the Emerald Isle again someday. I didn’t know when, but I knew I had to go. I left my soul among the hills, even while my heart remains tied to the farming land and my mind to that college town.
Life’s a crazy ride though – I no longer dream of traveling to Ireland, I live there.
In April 2017, I was accepted into the medical school program at Trinity College in Dublin, Ireland. So far it’s been one heck of a journey with a lot of ups and downs, but I wouldn’t trade any of it for the world. I’ve met so many amazing people, and have gotten to see a side of Ireland I never could have through travel alone.
Now if only I can survive studying long enough to get some writing done…