Today is St. Patrick’s Day, and it was my grandma’s birthday. Grandma loved celebrating her special day. She was proud to be Irish, her name was Pat, and she delighted in her annual plate of corned beef and cabbage. Needless to say, as I was growing up, St. Patrick’s Day was always a really big holiday for us.
Grandma passed away last July at the age of 90, and it felt strange this year not to peruse the Hallmark store for the rare St. Patrick’s Day birthday card. I miss hearing her funny tales from the Irish Cultural Center in San Francisco and her complaints about her retirement home.
This St. Patrick’s Day, I’m remembering Grandma and all that she brought to my life. She had a great sense of humor, knew how to have a good time, and enjoyed life.
Grandma loved doughnuts, a perfectly cooked steak, and Mexican food. Of course, she would never pass up a good martini, and she always referred to them as “martoonies”.
I recently inherited her old photo albums, and how lucky I am to have them. Hundreds and hundreds of photos of grandma and our extended family – she diligently labeled each and every one. There are incredible shots of old San Francisco and the surrounding areas, photos of my uncles taken during World War II and after when they became firemen. And, lots of pictures of my grandma having fun on vacation, at nightclubs, during parties, with her friends and family. I could definitely tell that Grandma had lots of good times through her life.
Although Grandma is no longer here, she still serves as a big inspiration. Her memory reminds me to have fun, live life to the fullest, and eat lots of good food along the way.
Happy Birthday Grandma – We miss you!