Why am I in Ireland?????
Well to begin with I was getting a divorce from my second husband and living at my brother house until my step daughter got her house built before I could move into the trailer sitting on 6 acres of land that I got out the divorce settlement. Before that my son had hooked me up to a thing called yahoo chat. I was very new to the computer I had just got one the last of 2000 and knew pretty much how to turn it on and off and maybe look up a few things. We when he downloaded this yahoo into my computer a whole new world opened up to me. I could actually talk to people from all over the world. I was mosly lead to the Irish chat room and room 3 seemed to be the friendliness. Most younger people was online and chatting sometimes I would give my 2 cents worth if a topic was up that I was interested in. One night in July Peter was online and in Ireland 3 chat room and he was taking my side to some decussion I was in(can't remember what it was) I thanked him and he ask if he could pm me(that is personal message me unstead of typing on the board so everyone could see) I said sure found out a lot about him we seem to type for hours then I think we went to voice, so we didn't type much after that. Anyway we new we wanted to talk more to one another so we planned to meet online the next day and the next, seems like we talked a lot......As time went by we decided we really like one another even though neither one of us was looking for a relationship, but we didn't want to pass up this oppertunity. He was seperated from his wife for 18 months and I was in the process of getting a divorce from my second husband. We talked almost everyday then he decided he really wanted to come and meet me. I had just moved into the trailer and was trying to get things in order, I had sold everything that was in the other house I lived in so didn't even have a couch or chair, dining table. First thing I did get hooked up was my computer so I could talk to Peter. Well the first time I met him in person was September 11th 2001. He was suppose to be there on the 10th but got delayed at the Kennedy airport because of bad weather. I had worked the pervious night so I came home to get some sleep and get myself ready in time to pick him up at the Louisville airport. At that time I lived in Frankfort,Ky. Well about 6 miles from the city limits out in the country. Anyway, I got all dolled up bought some flowers and headed to the airport. He was suppose to arrive at around 6:30pm I even knew the gate and flight he was going to be on, so there I was sitting in the airport watching planes come and go, then his flight was anounced that it has landed I stood up waited as people was getting off the plane, every body unloaded and no Peter.....As I stood there all kind of things were going through my mind, it took me 10 minutes to swallow my pride and go up to the ticket counter to see if a person named Peter Lawlor was suppose to be on that flight. I actually had myself convinced this was some kind cruel joke......I went up to the counter and ask if there was such a person suppose to be on the plane, they looked over the passengers list and said yes but do to bad weather his plane was on the runway and he would proably be on the next plane which was due to arrive at 8:30pm. So I decided to wait, he didn't on that on either......I decided to go home around 11:00 pm because I figured he would proably get the connecting flight to Ohio and spend the night there and be in Louisville the next day. While I was sleeping ,Peter did get the connecting flight to Ohio but instead of putting them in a hotel for the night they decided to put then into a taxi and take them to Louisville. So 4am the next morning I get this call from Peter asking would I come pick him up at the Louisville airport. I got into some clothes no makeup, flowers left at home and stopped for coffee on the way.... Thats how we met for the first time... My daughter Khristy was living in Kentucky at the time, called me around 9am that morning and ask if Peter had gotten there alright and that's when I found out about the terrible terrorist attack on the twin towers. Because I didn't even have my TV hooked up. I didn't know anyone that was in New York City, but I cried with her all the same. In November of the same year I came here to Ireland for a visit with my brother because I was afraid of flying and he had always wanted to visit Ireland. We stayed for 10 days and had a wonderful time, by that time Peter and I didn't want to be apart so he came back with me and stayed a month, then I packed enough of my clothes and moved to Ireland in December 2001. So that's the reason I ended up in Ireland.....I woudn't have thought in my wildest dreams that I would end up living in Ireland, but here I am, I can't say its been all great since coming here a lot of red tape getting my work permit and nursing license sorted. But I can honestly say I have enjoyed and still enjoying living here. It's like I am living my past over again...LOL Some of the bigger cities are modern enough, but the small villiages are something that I have only seen in pictures. You just don't see thatched roof houses in America that people actually live in. Traffic is stopped on the road for the cows to cross from one field to another. I have put some pic up of Ireland if anyone would like to take a look at them. So that's my long winded story. I am so happy that Khristy and Peter got to meet while he was there,they got along grand. All my children said they haven't seen me so happy.....
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