Happy St. Patrick's Day

Top of the morning to you! Today is a special day in my family~you see I celebrate all things Irish, not just today but every day.  As many know, five years ago  hubby and I had the privilege to travel to Ireland to see where my grandparents were raised.  These are some of the photos we took.

  My mother's father  was born in County Kerry and her mother was born in County Longford.
From what we know they immigrated to the United States while in their 20's, their families probably looking for a rich new land after having gone through the results of the potato famine. The details are sketchy and much is unknown, including how they came to know one another. I will say though that most immigrants were a tight knit group of people and being that they settled in San Francisco, I can only assume this is where they met. My mother had a brother and a sister and lived in San Francisco, until heading to Palo Alto with my father and our family. I never met my grandparents and from my recollections my grandfather died when she was in her teens and her mother was an invalid. Mom took care of my grandmother, who died a year after her father and also cared for her brother and sister. Mom often said her mother had an unusual sense of humor which I believe she passed on to my Mom, as well as to my brother.
 My fondest memories of my Mom were of her trying to teach me how to do a "jig". Often Mom would slip into a brogue and when I was in college while visiting Canada, many thought I was from Boston, due to my pronunciation of certain words...which I felt came from Mom and was verified when we were in Ireland.
Many of the stories I grew up hearing and believing revolved around Leprechauns and Banshees as well as "plates dancing on the walls, due to the little people". My brother and I often laugh about this now wondering if it was the Irish Whiskey that influenced what my grandparents saw. Every year on St.Patty's Day Mom would put on green clothing, green plastic shamrock earrings and wear a Kelly green plastic hat. My dad always sent her green carnations, for this was how they celebrated the day, as well as Corned Beef and Cabbage. Even now I still look for green carnations at the market and decorate with special pieces; this years I always put out my pieces of Belleek pottery.
My brother has so many of my parents traits, a wonderful sense of humor, an incredible work ethic and deep loyalty to family and friends. I like to think I carry some of their traits as well~a bit of moxie, a tad bit of stubbornness(!!!)and of course deep loyalty to my Lord, family and friends. I never knew mom as an adult, but I know her "Irish eyes are smiling" down at me.
Our daughters grew up celebrating St.Patrick's Day; I would often sprinkle gold glitter on their bedroom dressers and play other small pranks, telling them that the Leprechauns had visited our home.  All of our grands have been raised knowing this side of their heritage and the importance of wearing green to celebrate St Patrick's Day.
When you visit the land of our grandparents, it is amazing how traditions and habits are explained.  I am so proud of my heritage and the history our family shares.  While I will be fixing Corned Beef and Cabbage for our dinner,  I will say it's more  American- Irish because they really didn't have Corned Beef back in Ireland~more likely it was lamb or just potatoes. We will be toasting the Emerald Isle and my family.
We might even be watching a few Irish movies tonight like Leap Year.
Please stay inside if you can and stay healthy; this virus too will pass.
Irish Blessings to you today!