May the road rise to meet youMay the wind be always at your backMay the sun shine upon your facethe rains fall soft upon your fieldand until we meet againMay God hold you in the palm of his hand
I got up this morning and was intent on making sure my boys had green shirts on … Yet, I walked out the door with a pink-shirt and jeans on. Why do I do that so often? Think of my own children and *totally* forget about me. I guess it is the curse of being a military-wife.
Hope you all have a *great* St Patrick’s Day. And if your spouse is Irish (or not!) give them a big giant KISS (even if it is virtual). I reminded *Hubby* in an email last night to wear green. Never mind the fact that he has been wearing his green-uniform for days upon days and months upon months. I’m so funny! He probably didn’t laugh. 😉