I stay in London with everything I knew, or should I follow my heart and the man I loved to Ireland? How does one make such a decision? I soon realized that I could not be without Jonathon, I packed my bags and set out for the strange land.That first year in Ireland was a tough one, as any first year in a new place is. There was a lot of adjusting to do new friends to be made; an all around change of life was to occur. Jonathon was often busy with his new job, I rarely got to see him anymore. When we did get to spend time together, we never really enjoyed ourselves. For instance, one time we were out on our way to the theatre, when we had to pass through the streets of downtown Dublin. I had never seen such poverty, such cold and hunger-stricken faces. It frightened me. I did not know the people could be suffering like that, how was I supposed to got to the theatre after having seen that? Jonathon was angry with me after I begged him to return me home at once, but I simply felt ill after seeing all that misfortune and pain.Jonathon had once told me a story about William Wood, an English manufacturer who had somehow managed to obtain a patent to mint Irish copper money. Jonathon told me of the problems he thought this would bring to the Irish society, but I simply had no idea. He told me how this William Wood and the rest of the English businessmen were going to destroy Ireland. The new copper money drove almost all of the real gold and silver from the Kingdom. When he told me all of this, I had no idea of the true effects it would have on the Irish people. That one day walking through the streets changed my views on society forever.After the newness of Dublin began to wear off, Jonathon and I settled into our happy lives again. We once again became close confidantes, sharing everything. He told me of how he longed to leave Ireland and return to the power and wealth of England, he told me of the horrors of the Irish citi...
