When I was growing up, St. Patrick’s Day was a day to wear green, eat Corned Beef and Cabbage and look for 4-leaf clovers in the yard. My family wasn’t a drinking one, so I never associated drinking with St. Patrick’s Day.
It is strange that a day that began as a death anniversary, eroded to a day that most people now associate with getting drunk. After all if you’re Irish you drink until you can’t think, right? Wrong.
This thought came to me, when on St. Patrick’s day my daughter began asking to buy alcohol to go out and celebrate. In a way, I was offended (being that I am Irish in part) that the only thing she recalled about the day was drinking. The conversation didn’t end well as you might imagine. Denial that drinking is related to her drug issues is a huge issue. In the end, she decided not to drink and spent some of the day at home and some of the day at her Uncle’s .
Anyway, if you’d like to learn more about St. Patrick’s Day visit this site. In the meantime:
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.