Friday, November 27, 2009

O'Reilly's Blessings

Recently had a conversation about counting ones Blessings. O'Reilly somehow got caught in the middle....

O'Reilly sat in his oldest niece's cozy kitchen, dandled her youngest on his knees and enjoyed the bustle consisting of adults, children, three dogs and a tame goose. Howling with joy, the twins jumped onto their Uncle Frank. He was always good for a surprise. Heathers Sister-in-Law followed on his heels, with a large, tin-foil-covered casserole-dish.

Once a month the whole family gathered together and thronged around the massive, wooden kitchentable.

It was crowded, it was noisy and it was wonderful.

O'Reilly grew a bit nostalgic, as he remembered his son being small and all the relatives squeezing into the O'Reilly's tiny cottage. His Shannon had always had a huge pot full of creamy potato soup ready......

Well, he did miss her an awful lot.......

At this moment wee Marcus threw himself at O'Reilly, scaring his little cousin which shrieked in anger, and he hugged his Grandfather with all his might.

"Grandda, I love you an big awful whole lot!!"

And he kissed O'Reilly's wrinkled cheek and ran off again.
O'Reilly patted Nancys little back.

"Ah well," he whispered in to the satiny curls, "so do I, ye wee little heathens!"

Blessed be.