Happy St Patrick’s Day

Céad Míle Fáilte! “One hundred thousand welcomes!”

When I was a child, every year in March a box would arrive at our family home in London. It was always the same size and it was wrapped in brown paper and it was addressed to Dad! Every year I was fascinated by it. I soon learned that it contained a beautiful green leaf. The Shamrock and it had traveled to our house all the way from Ireland.

Although we were all born in London and our mother was English born in Oxford, the Shamrock’s arrival every year was a big deal.

We were all given a small spray of the green leaves which we all wore with pride. So Dad would go off to work at 5am with his Shamrock at his lapel, we all followed at different times to school or work depending on what stage of life you picture us at. I remember we all wore it with pride .

I went to a catholic convent as did two of my older sisters. I remember St Patrick’s day was special at school too, because we had lessons until 12.30pm then after lunch break there were net ball matches to watch followed by entertainment in the school hall. Plays, Irish dancing, stories and songs all with an Irish theme!

I am grateful that I have happy memories of my childhood , I have sad, bad memories too. Being bullied at school by my piers and teachers not least! But I have happy memories too and I feel blessed for that and for my parents, my happy home and my brothers and sisters who I love dearly and I believe they love me too!

I have made lots of amazing friends here on wordpress so I am sending you all these blessings and prayers . I want to thank you all for your support and say HAPPY SAINT PATRICK’S DAY to you all . OH! Geoff at TanGental who is recovering from an operation ..get well Geoff! Too each and everyone of you consider this my personal message to you all!!

Right now how to end this very Irish and rambling post………….. awe! well you know, make guess go on , go on.

Author: willowdot21

Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light ?? I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well. I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits. View all posts by willowdot21

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