It’s the holiday of my people, if by “my people” you mean American mongrels of European descent. Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
My lineage is maybe half-Irish, if you’re feeling generous. There’s also a healthy slug of Lithuania and Alsace-Lorraine in the mix. But today, I mostly feel Irish, so here are my 3 wishes for you all:
May those who love us love us.
And those that don’t love us,
May God turn their hearts.
And if He doesn’t turn their hearts,
May he turn their ankles,
So we’ll know them by their limping.
May your glass be ever full.
May the roof over your head be always strong.
And may you be in heaven
half an hour before the devil knows you’re dead.
May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.