Today is the first day of Spring and my mother’s birthday. I still really miss her, I suppose I always will. She was so full of enthusiasm and joie de vivre and she loved birthdays.
It’s also the feast day of Saint Brigid – Ireland’s female patron saint – and to celebrate the end of Covid, we are having a new permanent holiday on the books on the first Monday of February. My mother would have been delighted. Her grandsons currently sitting their mock Leaving Certificate examinations are also grateful to St Brigid for this relief.
And this is the poem I always think of today. Not a great translation but it gives you the idea.
Nicola Doherty says
A lovely post, happy birthday to your late mother. Your mother in law also loved that poem as you know.
Brilliant news on the new public holiday – how civilised!
Thanks Nic, it is a good poem – makes me feel springy. I know, v excited for the new holiday – boys at their wits’ ends with the mocks, they need the break.