On this St. Patrick’s Day, I can’t really say I have any Irish traditions to write about. Or any corn beef and cabbage to remember.
However there is a certain picture I think of when I think of St. Patrick’s day….
I always called her my little ginger. Around St. Patrick’s day for the past 4 years I’d always put a green bandana around her neck to celebrate her heritage, or the heritage I gave her based on her hair color. It always brought some Irish spirit into the house around this time. But, this year I wasn’t able to put a green bandana on her, or take a smiling picture again…
I’m really missing that little Irish spirit today.