I am Missing you today, Patrick, and everyday. Ironically, this afternoon on NPR there was a broadcast about Irish men who fought in the war, and at one point, they were instructed to put a green leaf in their helmet, so that if and when the time came, they could immediately be identified as Irish. I thought of you, and immediately wanted to call- then again, no one will ever mistake us for anything but Irish!
I curse our tempers, and I curse how stubborn we are in the Donnelly family. We did not know. But I do now, and even though I will always be a Donnelly, always respect my family and my heritage, I do not have to acknowledge and or perpetuate the dysfunction that ultimately kept you and I apart during the time when you needed me the most. I hope that my Dad will do better, that he will not repeat your actions at a time so crucial.
I think of you all the time, and believe that the coolest parts of me... are from you... I love you. Sheri