For my heritage

I must say today of all days I am blessed to be Irish. My Dad has always instilled in me a deep pride of being Irish and as a result it is something I love about myself and of course that means that I love this day of the year. Every St. Patties day I will call my Dad and ask him if he's wearing his green and wish him a happy St. Patties day. What is funny is I never forget this day, but some years I will forget Father's day. Somehow this has become like Father's day for me. My dream is to one day venture off to Ireland to see the greenery for myself. I think that my Irish heritage has given me my humor, which is great because it is what gets you through those times that are tough. It allows me not to take things too seriously. It has also made me stubborn. When people hear that word they always hear the negative connotation that it has but it can be a good thing. I don't quit, when things get hard I get tougher and try harder. Probably the negative thing it has given me is that fiery temper. I always tease my kids that because they have Irish from both sides (the Catholic and Protestant) that they have a civil war raging inside them. My daughter got up at 6:30 this morning to get ready and get in her Irish gear, and I was very proud of her. I am proud that they are all growing up proud to be Irish too. So I tonight I am thankful that I am Irish and I feel very blessed to be Irish!