Saturday, March 2, 2013
I don't know why I can be so snippy. Today was one of those days. The kids would show me love, my husband would ask an innocent question, and out would come that sharp-tongued reply. In the past, my temper was one of those things I'd try to give up for Lent, but it never worked out. I'm not sure what gets into me. Mostly, my mind will be somewhere else, and I'll feel put out by the interruption. It's not a slow build where I can count to ten or breathe deeply to calm down. Lucky for me, my family seems to love me all the same. How lucky am I?