Thinking about love

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Last Thursday, I attended my very first Irish, catholic funeral.

We sent off my boyfriend’s grandfather who was called Pap and died at 87 years of age.

As his family is very close, it was not only sad but also warm funeral.
Some family members read poems, some others sang songs for him and everyone gave a hand to burry him in a windy day.




This is a personal publication of my life in Ireland. I was born and raised in Japan and moved to Ireland in 2015. I write about dairy life, what I found interesting in here Ireland.

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A Japanese writer who is living in Ireland since 2015. I write about discoveries I find while I’m abroad. アイルランドに住んでいる日本人です。海外生活で気づいたことなどを書いていきます

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