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“I will only be happy when…” was the phrase I lived by for most of my college and early career. At some point or another, most of us experience points in our lives where our long-term goal isn’t aligning with current circumstances.

“I’m actually smarter than you think I look.” That’s what all politicians would have you believe about themselves. Then they speak, and all hope of intelligence is lost.

We all know we are supposed to treat others with kindness. However, with the stresses of daily life, especially when it comes to living and working in agriculture, it can be overlooked more often than many of us would like to admit.

And here I am, leaning out the window, shouting at birds again.

The weather in west Ireland doesn’t need many adjectives throughout the year, the label “gray” taking care of most days.

I was no stranger to terror when I was a child. I remember shivering in my bed watching the curtains billow into the room under the breath of the night wind.

I don’t think I have ever watched my dad walk from one task on the farm to another. He zips from one end of the yard to the other, taking long quick strides, and is always trying to cram and complete as much work as possible in a day as he possibly can. To do so, it means he needs to move things along as quickly as possible.