What It Means to be Irish

The definition is broad, but the feeling is the same. Isn’t it?

I consider myself to be Irish, at least by descent. My grandfather was born in County Mayo. I’m an Irish citizen. I have an Irish passport and incredibly strong links to the island of Ireland.

My DNA says I’m Irish, and in my heart and mind, I am. There is some controversy around this thought and feeling, but to me, it’s who I am.

To me, being Irish is being about family. Your parents, grandparents, brothers, sisters, cousins, your local community. There’s a sense of ‘Irish spirit’ that flows through our veins when we think about what who we are, and who we belong to.

I’ve never felt more at home than when I am with family, both near and far, whether I’m in my house, in an Irish pub in Swinford, or sipping a Guinness in Greece.

To me, being Irish is being kind, considerate, welcoming, friendly. It’s about continuing the legacy of my grandad through future generations, and keeping his memory alive.

So I ask you today, what does being Irish mean to you? Let me know, it would be great to hear from you.