Since I have one half Scots in my blood, no Irish that I know of, and am not a drinker, I won’t be hoisting the green for St Patty’s Day. Instead I’ll pledge my pen to the celebration of Family; for isn’t that really why everyone suddenly becomes Irish around March 17th, to be part of the larger more communal “family”? A good family is a true treasure of life and I do believe that if you didn’t get the one you wanted at birth then you can always go out and start your own anew. As a child, I witnessed an example of such a self-made family system thru a birdseye view of a neighboring family of thespians. Although the original nuclear family disbanded early on, they were constantly reconstructing a revolving door cast of family characters that I found endlessly fascinating. I can’t say I have a clue to what constitutes a failsafe pairing of family values for any couple. My grandparents were all gone by the time my preschool years were over, and most other relatives lived so far away that contact was rare. I never witnessed the longterm dynamics of extended blood family, nor had the chance to explore it with my own now grown children. Perhaps that is why my circles of connection have formed through my shared experiences with various spiritual seekers. Many have remained my true extended “heart” family. It is the closest replication of the solidity and mutual respect that my parents’ marriage mirrored; one devoid of fights, drama, or substance induced misbehavior. In honor of them and the ideal they lived, I’ll raise a cheer to the day such an example ceases to be such a unique and remarkable surprise in the family of man. May we all be so blessed.
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