St “Pat’ys Day” - Remembering My Mother-In-Law.

Today is a day I think of Chris’ awesome Mom, Pat. I loved her, and am often struck by a deep sadness at how little time I got to get to know her before she passed. Pat loved all things from her Irish heritage. She gifted me a coin for in my shoe—in a little pouch embroidered with a shamrock—for my wedding day. She gifted us an Irish poem in a jade green colored frame, for our one year anniversary. She loved cooking for the holiday (well, any holiday), and when I am in the kitchen for special occasions, I often think of her loving preparations for her family. She loved nature, the ocean, birds. When I listen to birdsong I think of her.

Even when she had so little, she was incredibly generous and thoughtful. And she raised two equally generous and thoughtful children, one of which I was blessed to marry, and the other his fierce-but-gentle sister, Stephanie. She gave of herself endlessly, both in physical manifestations as well as in her spirit. 

I think of today as “St Pat’ys Day”. Here’s to you, Mom! Slainte.