Just For The Moment

It's St. Patrick's Day.



In the days of my youth, the holiday was spent largely with drunken revelry. It was New Year's Eve in March. Another reason to unwind and become silly all in the name of a holiday. Oh well.



In recent years, this and other holidays seem unable to stir much passion within me. However, I took a new approach this year and that was simply to spend part of an early St. Patrick's Day evening with friends and family -- simply to celebrate that they are my friends and my family.



Over the past weekend, there were a half dozen or so New York City families whose lives were forever altered. A building crane fell, killed six or more people, and forever changed family destiny. In northwest Ohio during this same St. Patrick's Day weekend, five persons died in a horrific motor vehicle accident. Again, families and lives forever altered by a passing solitary moment.



So, when it came time to simply going home after work for a quiet St. Patrick's Day evening, I decided instead to join some friends and family briefly at a local neighborhood bar. It was not so much because it was a drinking holiday, but because every day in one's life should be thought of as a celebration of life............and to be thankful we can continue to enjoy our time together with family and friends. It indeed, is just that simple.