The Emerald Isle...

For a friend...

I had dreaded the death of Natalie's father ever since I'd met her in London.
Life is strange sometimes, stranger than fiction. In a genuine twist of fate, the universe had the two of us meet in London in the summer of 2007 during a field trip organized by a friend of mine who teaches English at the university. Natalie was one of her students - we have been friends ever since...
I met her father a couple of times and I still recall our conversations and our trip to Bernkastel.
As sad as it is, in a strange way, her father's death has given me some peace of mind...so that amid all the sadness, it feels as if a huge weight that I'd been carrying around with me for the last 6 years had been magically lifted. I don't know why and I can't explain it, but for the first time since my father's death, I feel at peace...