I’ve never experienced anything like the coast of Ireland and the smell of the Atlantic. Water so cold and unrelenting, yet lovely.
I sat in the cold wind, bundled from head to toe in layers, staring out into the sea from my perch on the Seapoint Promenade in Salt Hill, Galway. I took in everything around me, and I can honestly say I was fully immersed in the present moment. There, listening to the birds and the people, the cars and the unforgiving crashing of the waves against the stone and sand, I felt happy. I felt whole. I felt strong, for the first time in a very long time.
Take me back.