With a name like O'Shea, this family has to have some Irish heritage, right?
How much Irish depends on which sibling is talking...
** "You're all adopted and we're not Irish," Marly stated.
"Ah, lass, you wound me." Patrick placed a hand over his heart. "We are family in action and Irish in all ways that matter." **
**Excerpt from PICTURE PERFECT LEGACY, copyright Genie Gabriel.
Patrick, aka my-brother-the-priest, embraced the Irish heritage, whether real or in spirit. And mom, Tallie, fixed green eggs and ham for breakfast, along with a reading of the popular children's book. Not sure Dr. Seuss was Irish, but eating green was fun for the siblings when they were young.
Sunday dinner was corned beef and cabbage (recipe tomorrow with the "Dinner at Tallie's" blog) along with green beer for the adults and limeade for the younger ones.
And, of course, Patrick would offer a traditional Irish blessing like this one, which is one of my favorites:
May the roads rise to meet you,
May the wind be at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rain fall soft upon your fields,
And, until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
May the wind be at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rain fall soft upon your fields,
And, until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
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