Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
Ya, well. It’s never been one of my favs. Even in my most devout drinking days it was just a lackluster day. I guess I could use that to my credit. I would only go so far to find an excuse.
I do have a bit of Irish in me though. I know by my temper which I think has gotten a little milder in the last few years however, I’ve been single so…..maybe not.
Still don’t feel like writing.
Just stopping by.
Celebrated St. P. Day by going to morning mass, work, the fabulous parish fish fry dinner and The Stations of the Cross.
I’ve been praying and asking for a lot this Lent.
Mostly to learn how to love. For real.
The way He loves.
You and me.
And to stop judging.
Myself and others.
Grateful and sober.
Thanks be to Him.