St. Paddy's Day...one of us siblings' most beloved holidays. It's a time for dancing and celebrating and sharing....heck, who am I kidding, we all know what we love it for. And while it was several generations ago that our Irish ancestors set foot on the Americas, it's days like this that we remember it being just a wee bit closer and like to celebrate it up. And in the off-season, we each have our own ways of 'owning' this part of our heritage--some by hanging flags in houses, some via Celtic tattoos or jewelry, others music and yet others through clothing or brew choices.
And one day we'll all travel there and feel that 'home away from home' feeling as we gaze out at the rolling green fields through the smudged window of a tiny Irish pub. Pint in hand and a song in our hearts.
But in the meantime, since my brother Paddy is so far away on St. Paddy's Day, I decided to do a little tribute to him...here you go, bro! Here's to hoping you find a way to Irish it up in Kuwait!
P: Pretty, isn't Paddy pretty?
A: Athletic, never seen a guy work so hard and be so tough on his body.
D: Dork...yup, he's a bit dorky sometimes.
D: Dang nice...I was going to say 'darling' but I thought that might be a bit silly, but he truly is a really dang nice guy!
Y: Yee-haw. That's for the cowboy that hides inside him and suddenly pops out from time to time wearing a hat and wranglers and wants to go shooting.
So here's to you Paddy!
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