For some, today is just an excuse to get drunk on green beer.
For others, it’s a chance to complain about those who do celebrate it. Many times have I heard angry, angsty remarks from people I know that are pagan. C’mon folks! It’s not like the Romans are out slaughtering the Picts today! Being angry about something that happened way back in history doesn’t do anything but leave you a bitter, angry person today. And you’re really missing the spirit of St. Paddy’s day!
They tend to forget that those events happened long ago and far away before anyone alive’s great-grandparents were born. And, they neglect to realize St. Patrick’s Day is about as religious as Labor Day in modern times.
It’s also a time to think ahead and recognize that the first signs of spring are starting to peep out.
For me, though, it’s about honoring my Irish roots. It’s a day in which I think of my mother. (Tomorrow would be her 60th birthday) I also think of my grandparents who came over from Ireland in the ’20s to become successful dairy farmers. I think upon how both sides of my family struggled and overcame many obstacles. And about how our ancestors make us who we are today.
While my family doesn’t care for corned beef and cabbage, and I can’t drink beer, we’ll raise a glass of wine and enjoy a savory steak in good cheer!