March Letter from the PublisherMar 02, 2021 04:31PM ● By Shanna And Mark Warner
It’s been a long, cold winter with near zero temperatures that we rarely see here in Oklahoma. The best way to say goodbye to winter is to find something - anything - to celebrate! So, here are some suggestions for your early spring celebration:
World Compliment Day - March 1st
Popcorn Lover’s Day - March 11th
National Pi Day - March 14th
Certified Nurses Day - March 19th
Tolkien Reading Day - March 25th
National Spinach Day - March 26th
You can be sure that my hubby, the popcorn fanatic, will be happy to munch out on the 11th. My step-son is an ICU Covid nurse, so I will make him a treat on the 19th. And any day that I revisit the hobbits in the Shire is a holiday. (The books are much better than the films.)
Of course, my absolute favorite March holiday is the wearing of the green on St. Patrick’s Day - March 17th. My McBride ancestor came over from Ireland on a leaky boat during the famine; potatoes, whiskey, fiddles and poetry are in my DNA.
It might be in your DNA, too. In the last census, over 32 million Americans identified as having Irish ancestry, which included 12.6% of Oklahoma residents. And Ancestry.com found that two-thirds of their test takers have at least 5% Irish ancestry. Everyone is welcome to claim Irish heritage during March.
Even if you don’t have actual ancestors from the Emerald Isle, you can claim the Irish spirit every day - and I really think you should. It’s an indomitable survivor spirit that rises up against all odds, that fights for freedom against tyranny, that recognizes the wild and ancient magic of nature, and looks for the good during every storm of life. (And yes, I’m still looking for the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.)
Feel free to shout out “Erin go Bragh'' or “Slainte” on March 17th, whether you lift a cold pint of Guinness or a cup of hot tea. Claim your invincible nature, because it will sustain you through the bumps and bruises of life. My Granny, Clara McBride, a good lass if ever there was one, summed up the survivor’s spirit this way, “No matter how long the day, the evening always comes.”
Every long road you travel will end; every dark night will become day; every long cold winter will become spring. And this is what I am celebrating today.