Last year on St. Patrick’s Day my mom and I bought tickets to see U2 in Dublin on July 24, 2009. It was the culmination of 26 years of shared love and fandom for the four lads from the north side of Dublin. It was quite literally a dream come true.

So for the rest of my life there’s no amount of shamrocks, green clothing, corned beef and cabbage, or even Guinness that will be as festive or as Irish to me as getting those tickets on that day.

At the show (the first of three on home soil) Bono and Edge broke out The Auld Triangle which quickly separated the locals from the visitors in a singalong:

I will never forget the incredibly beautiful sky that night and the thrill of singing under it along with 80,000 other people, my awesome mom and the band I love more than anything in the world. Chills.

And if you want to know what is at the end of an Irish rainbow – It’s U2:

(Yup – that is an honest to god rainbow over Dublin just a short time before U2 took the stage. Like I said – a dream come true.)