The thing about family is

That you don't get to choose them most of the time. They choose you and you are stuck with them for life. That hold true for everyone. What equally holds true is that we are able to build "families" of our own as we grow. These are the people who've supported us, who are kindred spirits and those who we know, if at 2am you need some advice about a break-up, they will not cuss you out proper.

I have had the great fortune to be able to choose my family and most of them live in the Buckeye state. There are people there that I literally call mom because they have been my mothers throughout the years and I am grateful to them. They've given me that motherly love that I have needed at times when I would have been hard pressed to get it from my blood family.

Now why did I feel the need to put it down, well one of these fine women who I call mother is Irish American and I've been invited over for a wee bit of a family gathering with lots of dancing promised as only the Irish can do.

So Happy St Paddy's day to you folks and especially to the woman that is a mother to me and happens to be Irish. :)