In honor of St. Patrick’s Day and all things Irish, I’m interrupting the confessions of a sugar addict to share a real life Irish fairy tale with you.
It was the early 1800s in Ireland. John was a strapping young blacksmith from the County Waterford. He fell in love with a beautiful lass from a neighboring county. Her name was Eleanor.
Eleanor’s parents were Irish nobility, and she was their only daughter. She was destined to marry a nobleman, not a blacksmith. Her parents objected to John and would not allow them to marry.
But their hearts would not be denied. John and Eleanor eloped to Paris and were married in 1815.
From Paris, they migrated to the New World where they landed on Prince Edward Island, Canada. John and Eleanor settled at Little Pond, King’s County and went on to raise 10 children!
I love this story. It’s a real story about real people and it gives hope to the hopelessly romantic like myself. Love conquers all and all that. And in a way, I have John and Eleanor to thank for my own love story. They were Dan’s great-great-great grandparents.
Happy Saint Patrick’s Day! Erin Go Braugh!