First Glimpses of Ireland

Our flight from Newark was about a half hour delayed, but no matter. We flew the five hours and change eastward towards Shannon Airport, the kids sleeping most of the way.

It was an easy flight, with Indira, Arjun, and Devanjn on one side of the plane, and I across the aisle in the same row. As we began our descent into Shannon, I clicked this photo of Indira looking out the window.  And I was struck by a single thought, grateful and humbled by how meaningful the moment was: “in 1929 her great-grandfather emigrated to the USA on a steamship. Today, she’s flying back, about to land in Ireland and visit his country, hometown, and relatives.”

Would he ever have imagined this?

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