By now, I was beginning to feel a bit depressed as our very own Eras Tour of Ireland was drawing to a close. But we had a marvelous time. The country is as warm and welcoming as the band of Swifties. Our trip embodied The Tortured Poets Department and Folklore all at once. Best hotels. Deep thoughts. Crashing waves. I felt proud that I made the concert happen, just as I made my own motherhood happen. I always knew I’d give my daughter a happy life—I just had no idea the soundtrack would be this good.
