It’s been too long since I’ve written, even though I probably did more writing than ever in 2017. I just didn’t post it here. And while most writers are sitting down to write inspiring New Year’s Day posts today (Happy New Year 2018 by the way!), I just had two messages come from beyond that I wanted to share.
If you’ve not lost your parents yet, or someone you love dearly, there is a pretty good chance that you will someday. And losing people is hard. You miss them, and you wish with all your might that you could see or talk to them again. For me, I pray for signs or messages from my parents, or I pray for them to show up in my dreams. And every once in a blue moon, there they are in my dreams. Or I find a message. Continue reading
What is it about the Irish? The other day I caught a very brief part of a program on NPR discussing Irish immigrants in America, and the persecution of the Irish population that occurred, giving rise to “Irish need not apply” signs. I’ve mostly only seen those signs in bars, and interpreted them to mean because the Irish were always so stinkin’ drunk, they shouldn’t even bother applying. Ha! How wrong I was (though that stereotype definitely played into the persecution.)
Today is St. Patrick’s Day. The day that half of the American population loses their mind in an alcoholic binge while dressed in every piece of green clothing they own, topped off with deely boppers, flashing glasses, and a green feather boa. Everyone wants to be Irish or claim to have a single cell of Irish blood in their bodies. Why is this? Continue reading