It's official... I am a legal citizen of Ireland. It has taken years and years to get this accomplished. My grandfather (Dad's dad) was born and raised in Ireland and came to the U.S. when he was in his late 20s. Ireland allows anyone that has a parent or grandparent that was born in Ireland to become a citizen too. They make you jump through many hoops and practically promise your firstborn child to them, but they allow it. So after much hoop-jumping (but no giving of my firstborn), I am official! My quest started after our family visited Ireland in 1998. We got to meet cousins and other relatives for the very first time, and I really fell in love with the culture and scenery there. Upon my return, a friend informed me that I was qualified to become a citizen because of my grandfather. So my research began, and through the years, I've slowly gathered all the documentation they required. I must admit that I wish I could celebrate by going to a local Irish pub and having a pint or two, but I don't think that would be so good for little Westin. So I'll postpone the celebration until after he's born. One of the cool benefits of being an Irish citizen is that they're a member of the European Union, which means I could live and work in any EU country. We'd still have to get Jeremy a visa, but it would be a lot easier than both of us having to get one. So maybe down the road we'll go live somewhere "over there" for a year or so... it would be an amazing experience, I'm sure.
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so cool, joey! Not sure why, but I've always been fascinated by Ireland. It's on my top places to visit list. C.C and I would like to celebrate that pint with you when the time comes!
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