The Daily WORD is IRISH
When he was five, my son found a four-leaf clover in the back yard. I explained it would bring him good luck one day. He said he would save the luck for when he was older. I was surprised. He was not a saver, not of allowance, treats, or exuberance. I forgot about that four-leaf clover until I read on FaceBook today the news that I knew was coming down the pike. He is engaged to an all-Irish woman who makes him smile in ways I have not seen since he was a child.
Sometimes it takes awhile to find that one, true treasure we spend all our luck on. But for a little boy who tried to withdraw a quarter from his savings account at the bank to buy a little girl a coke to wait nearly 40 years…well, it must be right.
In fact, I can’t think of anything that is not right about it. Now, I’m off to buy my son a green beer.