As I plan my next journey to Ireland, I naturally look back at past trips.                                         My first trip was with a friend from high school and it was only 6 days long. I am very happy that I went when I did because I got to meet one of my aunts who sadly passed just before I returned the next time.                                                                                                                                     I remember her asking me the night before I left when I was “coming home” again.  I can’t say exactly what I thought when she said that but it was on the lines of ‘oh that’s so sweet’.  I don’t feel like Ireland is home exactly but it’s as much home as just about anywhere I have lived.