Today is my first time blogging

So, hello everyone!  I am Janine I am living in Ireland and really having some interesting experiences.  I think I need to start at my arrival here in June.  Because I always feel that the beginning is a good place to start! 

On June 13th I said good bye to Seattle and to all my friends and family there.  My daughter Lilly said goodbye but not for long as she was going to join me in 2 days.  On the plane on my birthday was exciting.  I had my two "emotional support" dogs sitting next to me and the Delta crew were very accommodating.  I arrived in London at Heathrow airport, breezed through customs, good to have dogs with you!  Got on the first part of my 24 hour journey into what I thought later was hell.

To get to Ireland from London is not an easy task.  I had to fly into London because of the two dogs.  So, I hoped into a taxi to take me to Euston Station where I grabbed a train to Wales to then get on a ferry to Ireland. 

When I got to the Ferry terminal in Wales is when I thought I had entered HELL!  You see Lilly didn't get on the plane, instead she met up with some druggies and decided to shoot up.  I didn't think I was going to make it, I truly didn't.  I was at the terminal like 5 hours early and just sat there sobbing.  One of the women that was at the ticket office brought me tea and a sandwich.  She booked me for free into a room on the overnight ferry.  She felt so terrible for me. 

Then I arrived in Dublin and had to go from the ferry to the train station by taxi again.  By this time I think I was numb.  So I got on the train, which they weren't going to let me on with two dogs.  I ALMOST lost it.  But luckily they did and I got to Ballina where I was supposed to get a bus to Belmullet to be picked up by my new landlords.  The bus WOULD NOT let the dogs on and I didn't know what I was going to do.  Luckily again the kind landlords came and got me after about 4 hours.  I didn't care, I just wanted to get to my new house, try to figure out if Lilly was okay and sleep. 

Lilly wasn't okay.  She was alive and that was the most important thing.  My wonderful friend Lisa finally after about a week got her and took her to the hospital.  That was the beginning of Lilly's journey which I am not going to talk much more about.  But let's just say it took 2 months for her to be where she is now.  And during that time I had a plan to hurt myself if she died.  I don't anymore.  I did then. 

So that was the beginning of my journey here.  I think that is a good place to stop this first blog.  I will continue soon.  I like this!  DUH!!!