In June, after a journey of 18.5 years by one count and 22 months by another, my husband got his Irish citizenship.

The ceremony was in Dublin, and we went down a day early to have a celebratory dinner and not risk missing the ceremony by counting on the trains on the day of. :)

It was actually VERY EMOTIONAL and we both cried all over everything, by which I mean, I sniffled gently while he wiped away a few manly tears, of course. The ceremony itself was really quite nice, and primarily featured...