Ireland
Finding
my roots
Last year we had the
opportunity to spend 2-1/2 weeks in Ireland, the lovely Emerald Isle. My
husband and I visited his cousin in western Ireland. Then we had the
opportunity to meet my family in Northern Ireland, cousins for the first time.
It was wonderful to meet family, share stories, hugs and tears. My family in
the early 1900’s.
It was a tradition in the
early migration of Irish families to the U.S. to hold wakes for them before
they left. They knew they would never return to Irish soil…to be buried. So it
was fitting their goodbyes would be a wake.
The entire trip was one of
amazement for my family and the traditions of a brilliant culture.
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